Book Six: Chapter 8

“Wh...what?” Anton struggled for air as the lithe thing beneath him cut off the oxygen to his brain. He stood, and Lily followed, wrapping her legs around his waist so that he couldn’t escape. Anton was strong from years of preparation, working out to ensure he could dump a body without getting exhausted.

But this was the Dreamscape, and Lily was fully in charge. No amount of Cross Fit would help him here. Anton flung Lily around helplessly, unable to knock her off or escape as she continued to squeeze him by the throat.

“Are you gonna rip off his balls?” Mike asked.

“Nah,” she replied casually. Anton couldn’t hear her when she spoke, all he could see was the face of his own daughter as Lily transformed the rest of the way into her. “I’ve got something better planned for him. It is Christmas, after all.”

Anton managed to break Lily’s grip by slamming her into a chair and fled for the lobby. She gave chase with no intent to catch him, delighting in seeing the