Thessaly’s voice reached us before the In Between fully released.
Urgent. Controlled at the surface, not underneath. The voice of someone managing a situation that had changed shape while she was watching a chalk circle on a floor.
We came back hard, the three of us, which was not how the return was supposed to work. Two people going in and three coming out created a calibration problem that Thessaly was visibly unprepared for, the chalk circle not having been drawn for three and the anchor points straining accordingly.
She looked at Kael with the expression of a scientist encountering a result that confirms a hypothesis she had not wanted confirmed because of its implications.
“From the between,” she said.
“From the between,” I confirmed.
“We will deal with what that means shortly.”
