Book Three: Chapter 18

“You like cooking?” Mike asked.

“For other people, yes.” Sofia sipped at a glass of orange juice. “I remember doing it for Emily, but not much else. This whole house is like deja vu, every memory ready to be rediscovered.”

“The Geas.” The enchantment on the home that scattered memories when the Caretaker died, a failsafe meant to prevent people from capturing the monsters within.

“Yes. I refer to them as Resets. Let’s see, I think this is only my second Reset.”

“So you haven’t been here as long as the others?” Mike asked.

“Yes and no. The LIbrary went undiscovered by one of the previous Caretakers, which meant I slept for nearly a hundred years.”

“You sleep between Caretakers?” Mike asked.

“Sort of. We all wake up just prior to being discovered. It’s as if the Geas knows that you are ready to find us.” Sofia smiled, watching Tink shove her second plate of food on the counter. “We don’t even exist in a physical state, as far as I can tell. It