effective."
"Well, praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, will wonders never cease; a horror from beyond time that I really can just shoot dead." I said. "By the fact that the Wolves are scared of this thing, though, I guess it must have something to make up for the fact that it can be killed conventionally."
"Indeed, sir. Several." Morgan paused, knowing I liked to work things out myself if possible.
I considered what he'd said so far. "Okay. Given what you say it originated in the way of legends, it has a death gaze. If it looks at you, you die. I'd guess that you have to also be looking at it—not only is that what the legends say, but if it could just kill by looking around, the thing would be virtually impossible to beat by anyone, and I presume the things did get killed on occasion."
"Scoring pretty well so far, Wood," Baker said from the doorway, carrying a box of papers, presumably the records I needed.
"What I don't get is the different methodologies; why did Mansfield end up just plain dead and Karl playing statue?"
Baker shook his head. "Not different methods, Wood. Different kinds of beings are affected by the Mirrorkiller differently."
"Um, 'Mirrorkiller'?"
"It's what we call the things. For what it's worth, the damn