Book Eight: Chapter 48

“Found you,” he muttered as he fumbled with his belt. The entity pulled itself across the garden with tendrils that had hooks on the end. It was easy enough to jog ahead of it and cut off its escape. Mike opened his mouth and let out a banshee cry of his own.

The colors in the garden broke and ran together like paint, pooling into kaleidoscope puddles atop the graying grass. The entity tried to get away from them, but Cecilia was able to float just ahead of its path.

Seeing that Cecilia had things well under control, Mike let out a sigh of relief. However, now that the entity was captured, he had no idea what to do with it.

“There you are!”

Mike looked up to see Sofia jogging toward them across the grass. She also had her fingers in her ears. The cyclops looked at Cecilia, then turned back to Mike. “When did she get here?!?” she yelled.

“Snuck in with me,” he yelled in reply. “How do we get out of this place?”

“Like this!” Sofia unplugged her ears