Book Four: Chapter 172

Not wanting to dawdle any longer, Mike grabbed the door by the edge and pulled it open. The stream of fae that came out passed around him, and he fought the tide of creatures to walk into the golden light. Once properly inside the door, he had to close his eyes and was unable to see. The resistance of the fae vanished and he opened his eyes to find himself stumbling down a cobblestone path that looked very familiar.

It was the outside of the Queen’s Court. Though it looked the same as before, it was empty now, and he was shocked at how his footfalls echoed throughout the abandoned city. Was everyone gone on account of Samhain, or was it something far more sinister? Not wanting to take any chances, he paused long enough to drink a little bit of water and then broke into a jog, heading straight toward where he had last seen Cecilia.

There was nobody to stop him when he reached the bridge onto the faerie island, but he stopped when he saw that it was empty. Chagrined, he wo