Invasion – Koontz, Dean

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Having just about concluded that it was nothing more than the wind and the

storm that was upsetting the horses – and now they were all leaping and

snorting more furiously than ever, as if they were not three ordinary nags but

a trio of high-strung thoroughbreds – I turned toward the door and quite

accidentally caught sight of the light which glowed eerily just beyond the

only window in the entire building. There were two lights, actually, both a

warm amber shade and of dim wattage. They appeared to pulse and to shimmer –

and then they were gone, as if they had never been: blink!

I hurried to the barn door, slid it open, and stepped into the snow-filled

night. The arctic wind struck me like a mallet swung by a blacksmith who was

angry with his wife, and it almost blew me back into the stable row. Switching

on the nearly useless flashlight, I bent against the wind and pulled the door

shut behind me. Laboriously, cautiously, I inched around the side of the barn

in the direction of the window, peering anxiously at the ground ahead of me.

I stopped before I reached the window, for I found precisely what I had been

afraid that I would find: those odd, eight-pointed tracks which Toby and I had