Chapter 251: Horrible Skill

The hand crept in, fingers twisting unnaturally as it slithered across the tent floor, reaching for the first unsuspecting victim. Its grotesque, elongated fingers wrapped around her ankle.

Her eyes snapped open - just in time to feel herself being yanked into the darkness. A bloodcurdling scream tore from her throat.

Damon's roar cut through the night. His body surged forward on instinct, fingers locking around Sylvia's arms as she was ripped from the tent.