Chapter Six
I scratch the top of Rhubarb's head as we walk back in the direction we came. Something about the wall paintings feels off, though, and I can't put my finger on what. I don't remember feeling this ominous about them on the way in.
"What's wrong?" Ryan asks.
"How do you know something's wrong?" A small quiver comes through my voice, making the answer clear.
"I can tell."
I sigh. "I don't know. Something feels off, but I can't work out what."
"Do you think it was the treasure? Was it cursed after all?"
I shake my head. "My spell wouldn't fail."
Even so, I stop him from working and pull out my wand. With a wave, I cast the same curse finding spell over the three of us.
The thin blue shimmer settles over us, only to dissipate within an instant.
"Nothing."
Ryan stares at
