Tangled

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Unshift 254

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.

I take in our surroundings with growing amazement. We're in what appears to be an attic, but unlike any attic I've ever seen. The space is absolutely crammed with... stuff. Artifacts of every description crowd the room, lining shelves, stacked in corners,

the rafters.

Intricate clockwork devices. tick softly,

objects, the attic is surprisingly clean. No cobwebs drape the corners, no dust coats the surfaces. It's as if time has been

her eyes wide as she takes in

words. The air itself seems charged with potential, tingling against my skin. My newly awakened magical senses hum, picking up on some sort of energy

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Ava: In

"But I wouldn't touch anything if I were you. No telling

explore. We might not know where we are, but I can

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

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 how to get back

use that damn communication orb, but at least Vanessa brought it

nods. "First, stay with Vanessa. I'll investigate the area. We need to

doesn't mean it is, the

her words, a faint sound reaches their ears. I don't hear anything, but Marcus holds a finger to his lips, tugging at the

hear it

go dark.

in my throat

We're not alone.

as Marcus and Vanessa move in tandem, shoving me behind them. Their bodies form a living shield, and I struggle to quell the surge of guilt

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

Sweat beads on my forehead, trickling down my temple. The air

Vanessa. Their muscles are coiled tight, ready to spring into action. My body thrums with