Whitney couldn’t see him do that, but the receptors in her body told her that it was so. His attack wasn’t a single brown leaf twisting in the breeze, a carrier pigeon carrying a one line message, or a widow with one cat to keep her company. Beeg His attack wasn’t a single brown leaf twisting in the breeze, a carrier pigeon carrying a one line message, or a widow with one cat to keep her company. And even though she couldn’t see what was happening with some of the lesser forms of life around her she could feel the surge of energy that sapping those life forms provided her.
