AMELIA
That house was a freaking maze - all narrow, steep corridors and doors that all looked the same: in that place of horrors, even time seemed to expand and shrink according to laws all its own.
"Amy?" Devon's voice echoed through the walls, a cloying, eerie tone, like the parody of a child playing hide-and-seek. "Where are you?"
I ignored him and his magic, which I felt clinging to my skin as he tried to find me. He could locate me, I didn't care - my goal was to get out of that house before he physically dragged me back into that room and used me and my baby as a human sacrifice to bring back Clayton and Adeline.
I quickly took a flight of stairs to my right, skipping the steps: I didn't know where the strength to run like that came from, given the general state of my body - mo
