It GLIDED.

The finger of panic touched me.

I sprang aside, and swift as light it followed, seemed to poise itself to leap.
"Drop it!" It was Ruth's cry.
But, before I could let fall the pyramid I had forgotten was in my hand, the little figure touched me and a paralyzing shock ran through me.

My fingers clenched, locked.

I stood, muscle and nerve bound, unable to move.
The little figure paused.