Constance Wendolyn CompanyChapter 45
That was when they noticed the approaching crocodiles. It was like a singleminded migration of really big lemmings. They were inexorable. The bullroarer wasn't driving them out of the water ... it was drawing them to the sound. The path of least resistance just happened to be the shortest route ... and that was towards the hangar. Some ... a few ... of the little ones, the six and seven footers, were already scurrying inside. Surely they would find themselves thwarted by the back wall and...