They must’ve heard me stumble over the pipe in the tunnel. Will walked in behind me, both of them breathing hard and fast like they’d been rushing to cut me off. Pulling up my hood, I ran for the back door.īut just then, the panel on the wall popped open and slid over as Alex slipped through, blocking my way. Heading down the stairs, I looked quickly around the foyer, the statues and candles flickering and looming as if there were a presence I couldn’t see, and I dove into the kitchen, snatching my bundle from the cupboard. I grabbed the sweatshirt Aydin brought me, slipped it on, and stuck the knife in my back pocket, leaving my claw glove and darting out of the room. I didn’t know where I was, where I was going, or how I would survive in the cold forest, but that was the thing about me-somehow I always made it through.Ĭlimbing the ladder back up to my room, I bolted down the tunnel and slipped through the portrait again.

I ran and ran with every intention of getting out of here once and for all. The toe of my sneaker banged into a pipe, a clang piercing the air, but I didn’t care if they heard. She was worlds better for him.Īnd even though I knew it was reckless just like all the times I did things in high school, knowing Martin would find out and knowing the consequences, I ran. He took her face in his hands, and I dropped my eyes, backing away, because I couldn’t watch it anymore.

“Just trust me, okay?” he said suddenly, finally standing tall again and turning to face her.

Nightfall penelope douglas pages