It was beautiful in a harsh I'm-going-to-gut-you-like-a-fish kind of way.

The baboon is driving,” I noted. “Should I be worried?

I had weird dreams full of barnyard animals. Most of them wanted to kill me. The rest wanted food.

It's like I was connected to the plumping system.

Paul patted Mrs. O'Leary's snout. The living room shook —BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—which either meant a SWAT team was breaking down the door or Mrs. O'Leary was wagging her tail. I couldn't help but smile.

Gaea?” Leo shook his head. “Isn’t that Mother Nature? She’s supposed to have, like, flowers in her hair and birds singing around her and dear and rabbits doing her laundry.” “Leo, that’s Snow White,” Piper said.

All I heard was the blood rushing through my ears, and the distant rumble and crackle of the Lake of Fire. (And Khufu scratching himself and grunting, but that was nothing new.)