“What?” Cassandra blinks at me, her nose crinkling as if she’s trying to decipher my ramblings.
“Nothing.” Bethany has three souls again: Cassandra, Elisa and me. She will cast her spell soon. I have to get Cassandra out of here right now. Elisa will be safe if we leave, and then the police will rescue her and everything will go back to normal.
Plan in place, I pull Cassandra toward the door, my body protesting every step, but the closer we get, the more she struggles. “Come on!” I urge.
“The moon . . . is it full?”
I freeze. “Yes.”
“She has you and me . . . no, it’s okay. She needs three. Under a full moon.”
“Let’s go.” I drag Cassandra out into the corridor.
“What? Why? We’re okay. She won’t hurt us yet.” Cassandra’s eyes are wide, her nostrils flaring, and her ragged nails dig in
