"<em>Aaaaaahhhhhhllllissssssssssss</em>..."<br/><br/>The Bookwyrm brought its massive head closer, sniffled and snuffled at the book.<br/><br/>"Did she, now?"  It chortled, a doom-laden sound deep as a funeral bell.  "And here you are, a willing sacrifice, bearing my stolen property."<br/><br/>Up close, Vincent could almost feel the heat radiating from that massive black-scaled body.<br/><br/>"Do you play chess?  I fancy a game before supper."