Raine POV
The field came alive, the sand shifting beneath my feet as though something massive stirred underneath. The smell hit me next rust and rotted bodies. It was thick, heavy, and sickening, like metal soaked in old blood. I swallowed hard, fighting the urge to gag.
Then, a cold hand touched my shoulder.
I flinched and spun around instantly, only to find Professor Caine standing there, grinning wildly. His eyes glittered with that unsettling excitement he always wore whenever things were about to go very, very wrong.
“Come along, Raine,” he said, his voice practically vibrating with thrill. “Let us get to the exciting part.”
The exciting part.
The worst part was that his version of exciting was probably the part where I die.
I frowned, glancing around. The ground here wasn’t g
