Book Five: Chapter 59

“You can be so infuriating sometimes!” She ripped the book in half and threw it to the ground. “We. Are. All. In. Danger!”

“Oh.” He scratched the top of his skull, which caused a scraping sound that reminded Beth of fingernails on a chalkboard. “I see. Perhaps we should check on our gentleman caller? I shall accompany you.”

Beth nodded, then looked at the others. Tink made a face as if she remembered something, then she bolted out of the room.

“Let’s go then,” she muttered, then led Death to the front door and opened it.

Murray was hovering above the ground, his face stretched out in a soundless scream. She and Death moved down the stairs together as he unfolded his scythe. Cecilia appeared, hovering just off to the side as they walked toward Murray.

Off in the corner of the yard, the Jabberwock let out a hiss. The beast had been sitting there ever since it had gotten knocked away, and its attention was now upward. The fog was impenetrable, hiding away