The Fates

The first sign was the disgustingly mutilated carcass of a cow. The second, an old man torn to pieces. The third, the eerily beautiful blue fires that hovered over the small townStark white faces, diabolical eyesraging within the unearthly flameswere turned toward the innocent town. And now it movedtoward the children walking home from school. Toward the young priest who wondered if this hideous power came from heavenor from hell. Toward the laughing housewife who called it a visitor from spaceuntil her screams branded it a deadly terror from the unknown. Toward the news reporter out to get a storywho found instead a bloody swath of horror.