I scrambled for a handhold, anything, please anything! I kicked and tore and fought at the icy grip that held me. The other walked behind us and tilted her head one way then the other, like she was studying me. All I could see were her glowing eyes. I screamed again.

Fierce crashes below the ground mimicked the pump of my blood. Then tree roots burst from the earth, spraying me with dirt. They coiled up both look-alike's legs and waists. Branches from nearby trees bent to the ...