Jenny tried the phone, thinking that she'd try to track down Joe at the Angel Wing Pub, but the line was down, and that weird kid was still standing on the front porch, staring at her.
If she had known that his name was Byron Cheever and what he was currently capable of, she might've gone for a knife, but instead, she went to the door, and opened it a crack to ask the young man what he wanted.
Before she could say anything, lightning struck a nearby tree, lighting up the sky so that she could see the children in the yard, all standing near the older boy. Seven or eight children, she thought, but the light was so brilliant as to be blinding, so there may have been more.
Then, the electricity went out.
The very darkness seemed to move towards her.