And then suddenly he was on his knees beside her. He cupped her face in his hands.<br/><br/><strong>"Everything... I... say,"</strong>he let each word sound in the cold night air - as though he had all the time in the world. And then he made one of those lightning fast moves again. He was standing a few paces away, blood dripping from his claw-like fingernails. Annabelle had an angry gash across her right cheek, a few drops already dripping onto her uniform.<br/><br/><strong>"Be warned, I won't dance all night, dear,</strong>no magic this time. The words were enough.