Tangled

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254 Ava: In the Attic

Just as I'm about to suggest we try something else-anything else, like banging until we find at hidden door-movement catches my eye. A shimmer ripples across the far wall, like heat waves rising from sun- baked asphalt. It swirls and coalesces, taking on the familiar appearance of the portals we used to travel to Dakota Sanctuary,

Relief floods through me, tempered by caution.

Magister Orion asked for a portal, but his directions were vague. There's a hell of a lot of world out there.

Marcus steps forward, his jaw set with determination. "I'll go first," he says, his tone brooking no argument. Before I can protest, he's through the portal, vanishing in a blink.

Vanessa and I exchange a quick glance, an entire conversation passing between us in that split second. Together, we step into the swirling vortex.

The world twists and blurs around us, and for a heart-stopping moment, I feel like I'm falling through an endless void. Then, abruptly, solid ground materializes beneath my feet. I stumble forward, colliding with warm bodies in the darkness.

"Oof!" Vanessa grunts as we all tangle together, a mess of limbs in a space that feels far too

small.

"Sorry," I mutter, trying to extricate myself without elbowing anyone in the face. "Where are we?"

A rustling sound, then a click. Soft light floods the space.

Marcus stands a few feet away, his hand on a dangling pull cord attached to a bare bulb.

my vision clears, I take in our surroundings with growing amazement. We're in what appears to be an attic, but unlike any attic I've ever

the rafters.

ornate mirrors with tarnished frames, their surfaces cloudy with age. Delicate porcelain figurines pose next to weathered leather-bound books. Intricate clockwork devices. tick softly, their gears exposed like mechanical organs. Crystals of various

no dust coats the surfaces. It's as if time has been suspended here, preserving everything in

is this place?" Vanessa breathes, her eyes wide

air itself seems charged with potential, tingling against my skin. My newly awakened magical senses hum, picking up on some sort of energy present in the space. Marcus moves cautiously,

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Ava: In

wouldn't touch anything if I were you.

itch to explore. We might not know where we are, but

knowledge and power if only I'd reach out and grasp them. I clench my fists at my sides, resisting

to figure out where we are," I say, forcing myself to focus on our immediate situation. "And more importantly, how to contact Lucas and the others. They need to know what's happening. Sister Miriam and Selene will have no idea

use that damn

stay with Vanessa. I'll investigate the area. We

doesn't mean it

anything, but Marcus holds a finger to his lips, tugging

hear

go dark.

us. My breath catches in my throat

We're not alone.

behind them. Their bodies form a living shield, and I struggle to quell the

protest. Now isn't the time for heroics or misplaced pride. I force myself to

my temple. The air feels thick, oppressive. Every creak of the

Marcus and Vanessa. Their muscles are coiled tight, ready to