Katelina and Jesslynn slid to a stop on the ground floor. Alexander clutched his mother's hand, and the baby clung silently to her, as if her terror had infected him. The terror of The Guild.
Torina barreled through a doorway as they reached the ground floor. Terror twisted her sultry features. "Jesslynn, they're here!"
"I know." Jesslynn answered breathlessly. "I am hiding the children - if they get in, stall them until I return."
Torina nodded, and hurried off toward the sound of a bone chilling scream. It was the kind of scream that made Katelina think of blood and horrible ways to die. Though Jesslynn looked in the direction the sound had come from, she didn't let it distract her for long.
They bolted through the kitchen doorway, and Katelina choked back a shriek as Bethina stepped from the shadows, her face a mask of calm. Jesslynn nodded at her without slowing and wordlessly the mad woman-child turned and followed them as they ran.