head spinning almost collapsed onto it.

“Do sit down,” said Lucy pleasantly.

Panic was setting in. Clarence had always thought he was going to wake up, or perhaps realise where he was and laugh at how stupid he’d been. But he was rapidly coming to realise that something was very wrong. His confusion and disorientation were rapidly becoming a deep-seated fear. He knew somehow that everything had changed. Everything he’d ever known was gone. He was beginning to hyperventilate, he reached for his inhaler, always in the top pocket of his pyjamas. It wasn’t there.

“Are you feeling okay?” asked Lucy, who he noticed, was now adorned with a set of horns. And then there was her skin, he had noticed earlier it had been flawless. Not red and...

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