Page 37 of Swamp Kings 2

“Fuck, baby,” he said as she lay back and pulled his head with her, using her legs to rope his body onto hers. “We can’t do it here.”

“Lock the door,” she demanded, sure there was one.

“They have cameras.”

She froze, breathless, then frustrated. “Where then?”

“Let me take you home.”

“Home?” she hissed. “That’s a million miles from here!” And ahell no.“We canfind a place here. Ask King Thakx for a spare room or…closet!” she shot out, sitting up now.

He snatched her hand and pulled her off the table, hurrying to the door while she praised God on trembling legs only to have them knocked out from under her when they entered the hall.

“Seer,” Bishop said, startled.

“They said you were here,” he muttered, casting an urgent blue gaze to Beth. “I had a vision. Maggie drew it.” He pulled a paper from his pocket and opened it, handing it to Bishop.

Beth angled her head at the paper, confused. It was just words.

“What the hell am I even looking at?” Bishop muttered.

Seer shook his head, stumped. “Was really hoping you’d know.”

Bishop showed Beth. “You get anything from this? You mentioned ravens and crows in your dream, does anything stand out about them?”

Now she was really confused. “Stand out how? It seems pretty straight forward.”

He stared at her, brows drawn. “How?”

“I'm... not following your confusion, it just says ‘leave at midnight tonight?’”

“What?” Seer and Bishop said at once, looking at the paper.

“You don’t see that?” she worried.

“I see nothing but microscopic birds,” Bishop said.

“You see birds?” Seer said, shocked.

Bishop snapped his gaze to him. “What do you see?”

“Dots!” he whispered.

Bishop looked at Beth. “Show me the words.”

“Well it’s… I mean how would I—”

“Draw it,” Bishop said, pulling her back in the room they’d just left. Seer followed as Bishop hurried to a workstation, searching for a pen. He snatched one from a cup and handed it to her, placing the paper on the desk.

She took the pen and began tracing the words, seeing they were sort of embedded in a flock of ravens and crows.

“Holy shit,” Bishop muttered. “I only saw birds in chaotic formation.”

“And I saw dots,” Seer repeated, astonished. “Now I wonder what Maggie saw.”

“Do you even see the ravens and the crows?” Bishop asked her.

“I see them flying around the words, yes.”

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