Season Of The Witch Isaidub -

The monitor cracked. A tendril of black smoke, impossibly thin, curled out of the Betacam’s vent. It didn’t rise. It slithered toward Arjun’s open backpack, toward the hard drive.

“Stop it!” Arjun shouted.

“You’re late,” the figure rasped. The voice was scrambled, digital, androgynous. season of the witch isaidub