Chapter 95Jonah screwed his legs tightly around the fourth pillar and stuck there for a long moment, aching and soaked with sweat. Looking up, he saw the second set of locks directly overhead, crimson plates mounted on the rim of the innermost circle on the ceiling.
I made it. I can't believe I made it.
"I knew you could do it!" said Mavis.
"Thanks," said Jonah, but his relief was short-lived. The moment's peace was shattered by the sound of another voice rumbling from below.
"Hello, precious children." It was Genghis, cooing with self-satisfied wickedness. "Daddy's home!"
Jonah gaped at Mavis. He couldn't look down, but he could tell from Genghis' voice that he was a few bars away.
Mavis seemed to read his mind. "Don't worry," she said. "He's on the bar you first climbed up
