Ion perked up. At first, he heard nothing, thinking maybe Dread had mixed up his morning medications. But then…then he heard it. It was faint, but in seconds it swelled, and soon Ion could only hear the thunderous noise of a million beating insect wings. A swarm of hissing locusts blasted through the opened windows above, pouring in like an unstoppable river, eclipsing the light of the sun and covering all the available exits.
“Locusts?” Ion asked in disbelief.
“Locusts!” Dread screamed.
The insects darted to the nearest walls, blanketing them like sheets of winter’s ice. A small tornado of them swept down to the center of the courthouse, swinging about as the hissing came to a crescendo. The hard exoskeletons of the locusts whirling about shifted into human skin, molding into a pair of long, pale legs, then a waistline, stomach, chest, and a dress colored a bright white. Arms covered in silver bracelets came next, and a pair of green eyes flashed open, sitting beneath the subtle brow of a girl who looked no older than twelve.
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