Chapter Four
SarahEverything hurt, so she wasn’t dead.
The gray guy with the ears and all the eyes stood over her, frowning. In one hand, he held a bottle, and the other pointed to her leg.
Right. A nightmare puppy used her as a chew toy.
She hoped that was medicine and not poison, but her throat was too dry for snarky comments. Whatever. If it was poison, it was poison. There was nothing she could do about it.
She turned her head away as he cleaned the wound. It stung for a moment, then a numbness crept up her leg.
Dully, she realized she should be freaking out. Portal. Another world. Monsters. A girl was entitled to a freak -out, but a lifetime of stories had prepared her for magical portals leading to adventure. Alice had her rabbit holes. Wardrobes were notorious transportation d
