** A young woman sees a walking dead in the open streets of Whitby. A train full of corpses crashes into Kings Cross. In an Asylum, a gruesome nightmare becomes horrible reality.
All this should have been a warning to Kyle and his partner Benjamin...
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"Help Miss Clarence!" Kaylee gasped, still clinging to the loosening rainpipe.
Ben's heartbeat stumbled for a moment as he stared at Kaylee in disbelief. "If I let go of you, you'll fall!"
"Do as I say, Archer!" the magician demanded in an iron voice.
However, Ben could see the fear in her features. "I won't let you fall, Crowford!" Benjamin refused, and his grip seemed to tighten even more to emphasise his words. The danger behind them, caused by the two vampires, seemed to have receded into the distance and almost forgotten.
"Archer!" Kaylee hissed again, looking for the gaze of her partner and friend. "Damn it, trust me! Help the damn girl!"
Benjamin had to force himself to remove his fingers from Kaylee's arm and grabbed the young woman's hand as quickly as he could. It was wet and slippery, especially her fingers. She almost slipped right out of his hands as soon as he grabbed her. He caught her sleeve, then grabbed her shoulder and collar before heaving her body up onto the roof.
Meanwhile, Kaylee grabbed the gutter again with both hands and let out a long moan. Her fingers were red from the cold and the strain - her knuckles were pale under her skin.
Benjamin had just pulled the girl onto the roof and his hand shot forward to help Kaylee - when the last bracket of the metal pipe popped out of the wall with a crash.
The gutter trembled. Then, it detached from the wall and bent as if it were made of paper. Ben watched helplessly as the nightmare became a reality: Kaylee lost her footing and plunged into the depths.
Her long coat flapped like a flag as gravity took hold of her and sent her tumbling downwards. The wind blew in her face and around her ears.
STUPID WOMAN!YOU WILL NOT SURVIVE THIS!LET ME...!
'NEVER!' she thought wordlessly, drowning the cool voice inside her. The ground was approaching at breakneck speed. Kaylee's stomach twisted, and her breath hitched.
Ben's roar receded into the distance, and even the wind quietened as Kaylee used the last of her strength to bring her right hand forward and make a complex hand signal. Only a few meters to go. The rain accompanied her in the free fall.
Then, the world around her began to shake. Reality trembled under her mystical command as she reached into the web of reality more roughly than usual and violently pulled at its strands. Her heart stopped beating.
An icy chill mingled with the sharp, burning pain that coiled through her body like a writhing snake as her body finally surrendered to the spell. Bones cracked, broke and reformed. Kaylee felt her skin tense to the breaking point.
Her body was suddenly too big for the shape the spell was forcing on her. Suddenly, countless sharp, black feathers pierced her skin, and for a split second, her whole form looked like a distorted, blurred and shapeless figure.
