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water sweep it back down to the ocean. Whatever it was
and whatever it carried, she didn’t want it in her town.
The ship stalled at the banks, inviting the watchmen to
come to it. They wasted no time, clambering up the ladder
built into the side of the ghost ship’s hull.
The moonlight glinted off the pale skin and hair of a
man moving with inhuman speed across the deck as the
guards went below. Vivianne gasped as the creature pulled
a man up into the rigging and bit into his neck. Screams
began to rise from the deck. The warm night air turned
clammy and clung to Vivianne’s skin, making her shiver.
The coppery smell of blood drifted across the river to her,
and it was enough: she ran.
The darkness closed in on her, roots and hillocks reaching
up to catch at her feet as she flew across the swamp.
Something new had come to New Orleans, and the night
would never be safe again.