“Let's go!” Medea shouted.
Then there was a rush of bodies and chaos as everyone tried to get at their shoes—left near the front door as was customary in a Korean home. We scrambled about, getting shod and then into our coats before I realized that I could get us there faster than any vehicle.
“Hey!” I shouted. “Someone show me a picture of this place!”
“Shit!” Star hissed. “I let myself get swept up by your urgency and forgot about laleking.”
That stopped the chaos.
The hunters raced to pull out their phones and bring up pictures of Songwol-dong. They found a spot we could laruk to safely, then showed the image to me and the Demons. It was still early in the day, so we hoped no one would be out, but we glamoured ourselves invisible just in case. All but Alex and Alexis, of course. Then we got into groups, clasped hands, and laleked to Songwol-dong.
Chapter Seventeen
Songwol-dong is a fairy tale village in Incheon and the irony was not lost on us. It was nothing like a real fairy village. This was the human commercial version, heavy on the Disney, with a sprinkling of Korean characters thrown in. We dropped our glamours after we arrived, so I was able to shoot a wide-eyed stare at my husbands as we hurried down the adorable streets. A statue of Peter Pan lounged on a park bench. A life-sized mommy and baby giraffe made of metal discs stood before a shop window. Just hanging out. A plastic Pinocchio danced about, much larger life. Or rather, how big he would have been if he'd been alive. Most of the buildings were painted with murals of cartoon characters and happy animals or to resemble fairy tale buildings. There were cottages and castles, the latter including the Red Queen's, Aladdin's, and Cinderella's. A giant fake tree grinned at us as we walked by.
“Wow,” Killian said. “We gotta bring the kids here.”
“There are the teacups!” I pointed at a stack of giant teacups at least twenty feet tall.
“I don't like the way that deer is looking at me,” Daxon muttered.
I followed his stare to a trio of odd, cartoon deer, their eyes too large for their sleek heads. “With the streets so empty, it's kind of creepy.”
The shops were closed and the side streets were just narrow walkways. The streets were made of those gray tiles, really adding to the fairy tale theme, but the drab color was brightened by strips of yellow paint. It should have been cheery, all those vibrant colors and grinning faces, but it felt ominous.
“Where is she?” I asked Alexis.
“At the end of the rainbow,” Alexis said.
“Great. That's helpful,” Medea muttered.
“A rainbow on a wall or the ground?” Hunter Ji-woon asked.
Alexis blinked. “Huh?”
“You said she's at the end of the rainbow!” Medea grabbed Alexis's arm and shook her. “Is the rainbow on a wall?”
“Hey!” Alex yanked Medea's arm off his sister and pushed her away. “Don't touch her!”
But it was too late.
Alexis had automatically grabbed Medea in return. Whatever she saw in the Gorgon, it was enough to make her scream. It was Raza all over again. Except I was pretty sure whatever Alexis saw was not something that had been done to Medea but rather things she had done to others. Probably Harpies.
“Son of a bitch!” Medea winced.
“Alexis!” Alex grabbed his sister. “Shh!”
“Glamours!” Raza growled.
“The Twins can't go invisible, Raza!” I looked around warily, hoping our prey wasn't close enough to hear Alexis scream.
A couple of faces peered through glass windows at us—humans getting their shops ready to open. I waved at them and smiled. They jerked the curtains back in place.
“I've got her!” Star grabbed Alexis around the waist and disappeared. Alex, who was still holding onto Alexis, went with them.
The street went silent.
“Let's move,” Raza said softly as he searched the street.
