Cold blue eyes were all around him, dozens of pairs of the things. And the silhouettes behind them startled him so much he couldn't even scream. Gangling, starved-looking shapes, angular in the extreme, the limbs no more than skin-wrapped bone, ribs showing through on the emaciated torsos, fingers very long and tipped with claws. They all had ragged mops of hair that looked pitch black in the cyan light. And under those were faces that embodied...