“Docks, get your flank in gear! Grit and I are gonna boost you. I’ll be the eyes, you just listen to my voice and run like hell. Let’s go!” I shouted, taking off. Grit and I hoisted our friend onto his hooves, flapping like electrocuted pigeons as we pushed ourselves back the way we came. Behind us, deranged cries tore through the night. I didn’t dare look back.