Chapter 113

Yeah, no. Never mind. I wasn't ready.

As soon as Sawyer opened the door, a wave of crushing darkness crested just outside, a wall of pure evil, and then smashed down. Midnight-black smothered everything outside - the sky, the yard, and even the houses across the street. The air tasted dead and cold, and even though I didn't need to draw in a breath, I knew if I did, it would drag icy needles down the inside of my lungs.

I'd felt Paul's presence before, especially in his own dimension, but this... This was something else entirely. It was horrible.

I took a hesitant step out onto the porch and secured the god bone in my jacket pocket, only because I didn't want to drop it with the constant tremble quaking down my spine. Cleo followed, nudging her nose under my hand so I'd stroke her ears.

"Where's all this coming from if I have Paul's power?" I choked out. "This feels much more intense."

"Wait till you get to the graveyard," Jacek said behind me.