Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #22 January 2016 | Page 42

Jeffrey, the large, tusked demon with skin like
melted butter, was sitting on the large table making
phone calls. Lindsey was waiting on the couch,
headphones on, music blasting. Patrick was in Malik’s
lair, buried in work, trying to figure out the best way
to use the stone.

floor. After five minutes they popped up again, the teen
holding a drink in a coconut. “That is long range.” The
two sank again, this time faster, and came up from the
floor next to Jeffrey almost instantly. “And that is short
range. That it?”
“Is it?” Jake asked Lucas, who nodded.

Lucas was in his ro