Under_The_Whispering_Door_by_TJ_Klune

him. He turned to see Alan stepping out from his corner, his hands balled into
fists, a strangely blank expression on his face.
“He looks like him,” Alan said to no one, gaze boring into Harvey. “Looks
just like him.”
“Who?” Wallace asked.
But Alan ignored him.
The sconces on the wall flared with an electrical snarl.
Harvey glanced over his shoulder. “What was that? Rats chewing on your
wiring, Hugo? You know that’s … not…” He frowned, rubbing his chest.
“Oh. Is it warm in here? It feels—”
Whatever else he meant to say was lost when the clipboard and pen slid
from his hands, clattering on the floor. He took a stuttering step back, blood
draining from his face.
Hugo’s eyes widened. “Alan, no.”
Too late. Before any of them could react, the light bulbs on the walls and
ceiling shattered all at once, glass raining down around them. Harvey jerked
as if he were a puppet on strings, head rocking back. His arms rose on either
side of him, hands flexed, fingers trembling.
Alan ground his teeth together as he took another step forward.
Harvey rose a few inches off the floor, the tips of his shoes pointing
down. Alan raised his hand toward him, palm toward the ceiling. He folded
all but his pointer finger in, and as Wallace watched, moved it back and forth
as if beckoning.
Harvey floated toward him even as Hugo shouted for Mei.
The whites of Harvey’s eyes were bright in the dull light. He stopped,
suspended, in front of Alan. “You look just like him,” Alan whispered again.
“The man. In the alley. It could almost be you.”
Hugo was around the counter even as the kitchen doors flew open, Mei
running through, tapping her fingers against her palm.
Alan said, “Stay back,” and Wallace cried out as Hugo and Mei were
flung away from him, each of them slamming into opposite walls, wooden
picture frames cracking. Apollo lunged for Alan, teeth bared, and yelped
when Alan waved his other hand. Apollo landed roughly on the ground near
the fireplace, looking dazed as he raised his head.
Nelson vanished from his place next to Wallace, only to reappear behind
Alan. He raised his cane above his head with a grunt. Wallace roared in fury