My hands were slick from gripping the floor. A wave of nausea swept over me, and the room spun crazily. Tried to get to him, but strong arms held me still. The floor was covered in glass and bits of broken wood-what was left of my perfume cabinet-but I didn’t care. ,” I said desperately, and sat straight up. I’d never buy a house and get a dog.īut that didn’t matter anymore. I’d never have my own perfume shop, or graduate from high school. I was never going to see my parents again. Sophie, Kame, Uri, and Cacey are here to collect me. “I don’t look good?” Then I put my head down as tears covered my cheeks. Blood covered my knees in dark, jagged lines, and my arm burned from where Vincent had tried to yank it out of the socket. Hysteria bubbled over, and I glanced down at myself. As I stared up into Kame’s colorless eyes, I kept thinking, This can’t be happening. And all I could see were the Revenants looking down at me. “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” by Washington IrvingĪll I could hear was my heart beating. “If I can but reach that bridge,” thought Ichabod, “I am safe.”
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