Evelynn shoved against the cellar door with the little strength she had left. For one terrifying moment, it wouldn’t budge. The storm winds were pressing against it.
“Come on!” She gritted through clenched teeth, throwing her weight against it again. Through a thin crack, she caught the moonlight, giving her hope. “Come on, please!”
A violent gust of wind tore through the opening, making the hinges groan in protest. The door suddenly wrenched open, dragging her forward into the storm.
Evelynn stumbled out and crashed onto the muddy ground. The impact jarred her bruised ribs and sent fresh pain shooting through her body. She groaned.
For several seconds, she simply lay there. Icy rain soaked through her clothes almost instantly.
A shaky laugh escaped her lips. She was outside. The
