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But I knew better He knew better And he didn t say anything else, taking his knife and creaking the door open
Stay behind me,
he whispered and then we crept inside
The house was bare, the walls scorched with residue fro the burnt wallpaper and rubbed ether
It s ash,
I said, wiping my hands on my jeans
He looked perplexed
It s weird, like it burnt on the inside but not on the outside
We stared at each other and flinched as a wail resonated through the empty house
What was that,
I hissed
He sed hard
I think it s my mother
Chapter 16
(Alex)
It was a sound that put hairs on end, raised bodies fro death This was the second time I d heard a Banshee s cry and I wondered if each one shaved more and more time off my life
I kept my knife out because I wasn t sure how she d be Would she appear in her hag for of her footsteps co myself between Geure, long brown hair, bright green eyes, I guessed it was her But the si that I swear hers had to be fake an illusion ofuntil she reached the bottoto speak
But the sound of her voice was nothing but a screech Ge our hands over our ears as my mother shook her head
Sorry
Her voice was angelic She motioned for us to put down our hands
It s a habit,
she explained
I nodded and then she was hugging rown up I can t believe it
Then her gaze darted overup
And who s this?
But she grew quiet, undoubtedly catching sight of Geave her away They were hauntingly beautiful
Oh ive Ge Gemma looked uncomfortable with the situation Her broken, emotionless, parentless past made her uneasy with affection
I can t believe youon, I highly doubt it s over yet
You know about the mark?
I asked and then shook my head
Of course you do You re a & faerie
So occurred to me at that moment What if she had the mark?
But it was like she could read my mind She rolled up her sleeves and lifted her hair away from her neck
All one now that I ve died
You re lucky,
I muttered
She frowned at me
You need that for now It ll help you stay alive
She was right, but it didn t mean I liked it
So we need your help with so to talk to herout of time
I know you do,
she said
I ve been waiting for you to show up
My grip constricted onfor me
I can t leave this place,
she said, with sadness in her voice
This is the place I was assigned to watch over
So how are you going to help us?
I asked
If you re stuck here?
I ll help you escape fro
Did this place burn down once?
No, this is death
She said it et to the Afterlife to see the queen
I nodded
That would be the proble to be easy
She sat down on the bottos required to enter the land of the dead without actually being dead
What kind of things?
Geot the is were probably bad
The first thing,
,
you already have
Ge
And the second?
Is looking like you re dead,
she said lightly
Gemma winced
Look like I m dead
Okay, hoe make it look like I m dead?
I asked
Not you sweetie
Her eyes settled on Ge way
My voice came out composed, but on the inside I felt like I d sed a jar of needles
It has to be me,
Gemma said, just like she always did In her eyes this was all her fault, even if she was trying to fix a mess my father and her father created
You don t know that
I stepped in front of her
You just always assume it has to be you
She shook her head, her hair going everywhere and I had to stopit back
No, I ve seen it Iforthis?
I rubbedto yell at her and at the sa back the anger bursting in me
Well, that still doesn t mean it has to be you
Yes it does,
my mother and her both said at the sa , she has the ghost connection, and she s the one who shifted the vision that led to this
I started to speak, but she talked over me