Lise stared at the lump.

The lump stirred a little, and Ethan's voice drifted out of the gap. "Is the scary man still here?" he asked in a small, frightened voice.

She didn't reply. She wanted to go comfort her little brother, but...she knew it wasn't the real Ethan.

That just makes her even angrier. She punches the thing, as hard as she can.

Ethan turned on her with a hiss, eyes burning yellow, and lunged at Isiea's arm. His teeth, jaggedly pointed like a shark's, snapped together with a horrid clicking sound. Ethan snarled, his skin the ghastly blue of a drowned infant's, bared teeth shining in the darkness.

She punches it again, aiming at its mouth. Shes punched out peoples teeth before; she knows she can do it again.

Rob grabbed her shoulders. "Stop. You're not helping anything."

She completely ignores him.

He keeps a firm hold on her shoulders. "There are ways of getting rid of changelings," he began, looking uncomfortable, but not because of Isiea. "One old method is to brew beer or cook stew in eggshells, and that will make the changeling comment on the weirdness of it. But that method was for infants who'd been switched--since the baby was too young to speak, the parents knew that the impostor was a changeling and the real parents had to take it back. I dont think it'll work for someone older, like your brother."

"{Beep} off, I know how that stuff works already!" She retorts, shoving him away. She tries to grab the changeling by the neck.