6
I’m halfway into my first pint when the floor of the Hearth starts shaking. Small figurines crash onto the floor. Bits of plaster cascade from the ceiling like snowflakes.
Walker hops to his feet. “It’s another sinkhole!”
“Get the equipment,” says Mom.
Walker closes his eyes and a black, door-sized hole opens up to his right. A ghoul portal. This is how ghouls transport themselves from one side of the after-realms to the other.
Walker steps into the portal, disappears, and returns just as quickly. “I found us a stable spot. We’ve got to get the gear out.”
“Good.” Dad starts unplugging equipment left and right. “Walker and I will link up. Portia, you hand the equipment through the portal. Myla, you grab it on the other side.”
Adrenaline pumps through my body at double speed. We can
