LOL, I will call you Leslie next, I just know it.
The Judge, who had been walking towards Emma as she slipped through the crowd to get away, stopped in his tracks.
He turned around for a moment, his helm turning fully towards Harrison, then he turned away again to find Emma...who he had now lost. ‘Did I say something wrong?’ Harrison wondered.
Harrison caught movement on the floor in his periphrial vision to his left. As he turned, he noticed that the few little kids who had been invited to the Ball with their parents had returned to the small bookcase with the story books. Some inconsiderate parent must have given their child wax colors (crayons), as the kids were now coloring in all of the books and in effect, ruining them.
Harrison's heart leapt to his throat.
All at once he realized which book Emma had meant for him to secret out of the church…it was the book that made her feel funny a few days ago, the one she said she summoned a spirit with.
He knew this because to his shock and horror, one of the children had a large tomb open on the floor that could be nothing but said book. The large, old-yellow parchment pages were open to a complex glyph that centered about a pentagram...the child was actually drawing a purple flower over the glyph!!