[Gallagher]

"Erik," he replied, pushing himself up onto his feet. "Through the doorway there. Without the door." He raised an arm to point, but hesitated when he saw the bright red mark on his hand, exactly where the bruise had been. It wasn't a gecko, or a rabbit, or any sort of animal he knew. It looked more like... a flower, laid atop something much more angular. Or maybe it was just shapes.