{"product_id":"2940014473682","title":"Pets: The People of the Pit","description":"Collectors Edition! Full 8 1\/2 x11 Easy to Read Pages Highly Recommended! Great Horror Author! Scary short story!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eInsert:North of us a shaft of light shot half way to the zenith. It came from\u003cbr\u003ebehind the five peaks. The beam drove up through a column of blue haze\u003cbr\u003ewhose edges were marked as sharply as the rain that streams from the\u003cbr\u003eedges of a thunder cloud. It was like the flash of a searchlight\u003cbr\u003ethrough an azure mist. It cast no shadows.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs it struck upward the summits were outlined hard and black and I saw\u003cbr\u003ethat the whole mountain was shaped like a hand. As the light\u003cbr\u003esilhouetted it, the gigantic fingers stretched, the hand seemed to\u003cbr\u003ethrust itself forward. It was exactly as though it moved to push\u003cbr\u003esomething back. The shining beam held steady for a moment; then broke\u003cbr\u003einto myriads of little luminous globes that swung to and fro and\u003cbr\u003edropped gently. They seemed to be searching.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe forest had become very still. Every wood noise held its breath. I\u003cbr\u003efelt the dogs pressing against my legs. They too were silent; but\u003cbr\u003eevery muscle in their bodies trembled, their hair was stiff along\u003cbr\u003etheir backs and their eyes, fixed on the falling lights, were filmed\u003cbr\u003ewith the terror glaze.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI looked at Anderson. He was staring at the North where once more the\u003cbr\u003ebeam had pulsed upward.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It can't be the aurora,\" I spoke without moving my lips. My mouth was\u003cbr\u003eas dry as though Lao T'zai had poured his fear dust down my throat.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"If it is I never saw one like it,\" he answered in the same tone.\u003cbr\u003e\"Besides who ever heard of an aurora at this time of the year?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe voiced the thought that was in my own mind.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It makes me think something is being hunted up there,\" he said, \"an\u003cbr\u003eunholy sort of hunt--it's well for us to be out of range.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"The mountain seems to move each time the shaft shoots up,\" I said.\u003cbr\u003e\"What's it keeping back, Starr? It makes me think of the frozen hand\u003cbr\u003eof cloud that Shan Nadour set before the Gate of Ghouls to keep them\u003cbr\u003ein the lairs that Eblis cut for them.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe raised a hand--listening.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFrom the North and high overhead there came a whispering. It was not\u003cbr\u003ethe rustling of the aurora, that rushing, crackling sound like the\u003cbr\u003eghosts of winds that blew at Creation racing through the skeleton\u003cbr\u003eleaves of ancient trees that sheltered Lilith. It was a whispering\u003cbr\u003ethat held in it a demand. It was eager. It called us to come up where\u003cbr\u003ethe beam was flashing. It drew. There was in it a note of inexorable\u003cbr\u003einsistence. It touched my heart with a thousand tiny fear-tipped\u003cbr\u003efingers and it filled me with a vast longing to race on and merge\u003cbr\u003emyself in the light. It must have been so that Ulysses felt when he\u003cbr\u003estrained at the mast and strove to obey the crystal sweet singing of\u003cbr\u003ethe Sirens.","brand":"classics reborn","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47080158757104,"sku":"2940014473682","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014473682_p0.jpg?v=1763609449","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014473682","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}