Leanne didn't look up. She looked at the floorboards, where the cracks seemed to be widening, revealing a bottomless dark beneath the foundation. She felt the power humming in her fingertips, a low-frequency vibration that made the lightbulbs flicker and the walls weep moisture.
Leanne sat in the back of the town car, her eyes fixed on the rain-slicked pavement of Spruce Street. Behind her lay the ashes of the cult’s influence; before her stood the brownstone that had become both her sanctuary and her cage. The air inside the car was thick with the scent of ozone and rotting flowers. servant-s04e01-1080p-web-movizland-com-mp4
"You're back," Dorothy called from upstairs, her voice melodic and terrifyingly thin. Leanne didn't look up
The war wasn't coming anymore. It had arrived, and it was settling into the guest room. Leanne sat in the back of the town