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Rachel bounced on the spot, urgency flooding her. “We’ve got to go.” Waving at the other girls, she ordered, “Come on. Move. Quickly.”
Citra led the pack, following Peter through the secret passage.
Caishen gave me a worried look. “I don’t know about him, but I’d feel better if I had a knife.”
“Me too.” I flew toward the chest.
Together, we flung out canopic jars and tossed away heavy black velvet robes. Almost in sync, I found a few battery-fed torches, and he found a single knife with a nicked blade as if it’d been used against stone.
“Let’s go.” Holding out his hand, Caishen gave me a kind smile as I threaded my fingers with his.
We didn’t say a word as he pulled me through stone into hell.
Chapter Four
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Henri
I LOST TRACK OF TIME AND sanity.
The deeper the cave system swallowed me, the worse I lost myself.
The cave—with an altar, cupboard full of skulls, and carved seating for devils to watch fucked-up ceremonies—chilled my bones until I turned numb.
The energy in that place coated my skin with goosebumps.
I wanted to leave as soon as I stepped foot inside it and only stayed long enough to ransack the boxes and cupboards, looking for something to help me do whatever it was that I would do.
Nothing.
Nothing but a torch with half-dead batteries.
I had no idea what my plan was.
I was barefoot, freezing, and frankly, I feared myself.
Feared how fucking good it’d felt to squeeze the life out of Charles.
How empty my mind was as I added yet another soul to my tally.
I felt no guilt.
No remorse.
Nothing but single-minded determination to find Ily.
Fisting the torch, I eyed up the crevices leading from the large cave where death dripped down the walls. The one to the right was the largest. The one slightly to my left utterly uninviting with its ill-fitting crack and jagged rocks.
I chose that one.
If I wanted to hide, I’d probably go that way. Choosing the least inviting direction to dissuade those chasing me.
Twisting a little, I stepped into the dank, damp chill.
My stolen paintball gun whacked and cracked against the narrow walls, hindering me a little as I clicked on the torch and left behind fake sconces and a blood-stained altar.
I stopped counting minutes as I followed the long seam, heading deeper and deeper into the earth.
