What's that creeping feeling climbing up Adrian's spine? That white hot panic tingling from chest to fingertips? Are those strange beings back? Are they right behind him? Breathing down his neck?

Oh, wait. No. It's just a Quackenbush with her hand on his shoulder. And now she's shouting in his ear.

He swallows. "Don't get your ass killed, Armani. What'll I tell Eddy?"