Ned Vizzini - Battle of the Beasts

“Will you stop that?” Teddy Roosevelt said.

Kristoff ignored them all and bellowed, “ Spirits of San Francisco! Come do what the Lorekeepers cannot! Show yourselves in our time of need! ”

Up on the balcony, a plink hit Eleanor’s back. It was as if a drawing pin had fallen on her. She turned to look up – but Brendan held her still, trying to keep her quiet. She looked to her side and saw a human tooth on the ground! Eleanor couldn’t believe it, but before she could grab it—

Kerrrrrash! – the skylight above the portraits shattered into a million tiny pieces!

Hayes and Kristoff were dusted with falling glass. As they shook themselves off, there was an otherworldly whoosh …

And a horde of ghosts entered the Bohemian Club.

Eleanor had never seen ghosts before, but she knew what she was looking at. Their bodies were long and made of mist. They had howling faces with mouths that stretched into distorted ovals. They flew around like a tornado, streaking past Kristoff and Hayes and swirling on the balcony. They seemed to fly through Eleanor, Brendan and Will, who clutched one another in terror.

The room was overrun with spirits.

“ I’m looking for Dahlia Kristoff! ” Denver yelled to the ghosts. “Dahlia, if you are among the spirits … reveal yourself to me!”

Now Eleanor could see the ghosts more closely. Their colourless hair floated behind them as if they were underwater. Some wore bonnets and dresses from the nineteenth century; others had snazzy three-piece suits with wide lapels from the eighties.

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