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.

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 seen. The space is absolutely crammed with... stuff. Artifacts of every description crowd the room, lining shelves, stacked in

the rafters.

are 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 sizes

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

eyes

newly awakened magical senses hum, picking up on some sort of energy present in the space. Marcus moves cautiously, his trained eye scanning for potential threats. "It seems safe

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explore. We might not know where

object seems to whisper secrets, promising knowledge and power if only I'd reach out and grasp them. I clench

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

Orion how to use that damn communication

the area.

looks peaceful doesn't mean it is,

faint sound reaches their ears. I don't hear anything, but Marcus holds

can hear

go dark.

below us. My breath catches in my throat as I exchange alarmed glances with Marcus and

We're not alone.

heart pounds against my ribs 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 that rises

or misplaced pride. I force myself to stay still, to become as small and

Sweat beads on my forehead, trickling down my temple.

coiled tight, ready to spring