My eyes scanned his surroundings, and I saw possessed people and animals circling like vultures—their eyes glowing, their movements twitchy. A rabid fox snapped its jaws near the boy’s feet, just barely out of reach, causing him to cry out in fear. A woman with blood-streaked hair and clouded eyes staggered close, her head jerking like a broken puppet.
My heart dropped as I watched.
“No…” I whispered. “Goddess, no…”
“There’s no way we can reach him,” Dax muttered beside me, his voice tight. “Not through all of that. Not without—”
He didn’t finish. He didn’t have to.
“What do we do?” he asked, turning to me, waiting for an answer I didn’t have.
I stood frozen. My mind raced. We couldn’t just leave him—but stepping outside meant certain death. The second we opened those doors…
What do
