Forbidden Extract:

Sawney shook his head slightly as he surveyed the group. They looked more like animals than human beings, with their blood stained faces and clothing. Their black, broken teeth and thick greasy hair hung in clumps over their shoulders. Those men will be back – mark my words, thought Sawney again. He walked around the fire, touching a child here and there on the head. In turn, they looked up at him and smiled. He was their leader and protector and he would do his best to take care of them, but an overwhelming feeling of fear flooded over him as he looked down at the woman who had been taken this morning. She lay not six feet from where he stood, naked as the day she was born. Agnes emerged from the darkness, a large knife in her hand, and the group cheered.