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The Night Fantastic, Chapter One

A camera flashed.

For the briefest of seconds the brilliance made visible whorls of stone fur and eroded teeth.

"No photography!" Tom snapped.

"What is it?" came a timid voice toward the back.

"A lion's head?" another guessed. "A monkey? A troll?"

"If it demands a diamond in the rough, I'm out," Nate whispered into my ear. "Only one I've got is polished."