Once a flower got hold of you, it was a swift journey to the end. That was proving to be the case once again, as Anderson was being swallowed up so rapidly that only his face was visible now. One of the morning glory flowers had fastened itself around his left leg, another around his right, and the remaining flowers swarming around him looked perversely like an orgy of lovers, trying their best to attach their mouths to what little of him remained available.
"Run!" I screamed at Skylar, who had been staring at the scene, shocked into a speechless stupor. With a jolt, she came back to her senses, catching up with us once more. Her face was hard and taut with tension, and her eyes seemed to burn with fury and resentment. I just hoped that the resentment wasn't aimed at me. If anything, I wa
