Mellie's voice is distant and robotic, like an automated menu on a telephone line.

"Unless you want this world to be overrun by otherdimensional parasites from fluidic space, you meddling imbeciles need to get out of my way. If they're not stopped, then in a matter of hours, all matter on this planet will be reduced to a fine molecular soup held together in a loosely conglomerated sphere by gravitational forces."

She doesn't move. She doesn't blink. She doesn't respond to Sirius or Remus or the fact that Simon is speaking up.