Unblockable Creatures →

That worked fine until the day the creature in the library sat down across from him. It was tall, human-shaped, but with a face like a shattered mirror—each shard reflecting a different version of Leo: Leo crying at his father’s funeral, Leo laughing at a bad joke, Leo asleep, Leo screaming. It placed a hand on the table between them. The hand went through the wood without disturbing a single grain.

“Just the storm, baby,” she said, pulling him out by his ankle. unblockable creatures

She watched.