The Sentinels wrong time small crime

On the plus side,  the rain muffled her steps, and Sam didn't realize he was being followed until long after his brain had gone on the fritz again.

A twig snapped and Sam-not-Sam turned, staring at the peculiar creature trailing him. Even in the dim light he could see that there was something odd about her face.

"wat u have in eye. i lick," he declared in a deep, deadpan voice, and shuffled over to do just that, moving like a puppeteer's first attempt at the art.