Chapter 115. We Meet Again

Alison’s POV

The first thing I noticed was the smudge. A greasy smear of something foul pressed against the window, just inches from my face. And then I saw him, a man, if you could even call him that. His face was gaunt, caked in dirt, with a wild look in his bloodshot eyes. His lips twisted into a sick grin, revealing jagged, broken teeth, and I couldn’t stop the scream that tore from my throat as I jerked back in my seat.

Simone flinched beside me, her book of spells slipping from her lap and hitting the floor with a thud. The man didn’t react to my scream, only pressed his face closer to the glass, his breath fogging the window.

“What the hell is he doing?” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.

The man raised a hand, his fingers claw-like, and made a beckoning gesture. He wanted us to get out.

“No,” the driver said sharply, his hands gripping the steering wheel as if it could somehow shield him from the chaos out