Cody awoke up with heat on his skin and screams blasting his ears.
And there was fire everywhere.
Cody stood in the second floor hallway of the plantation home, disoriented and sweating. Slaves rushed past him and out of the house with valuables.
“Oh God,” Cody said. “What happened?”
Rice appeared next to him, nearly out of breath, and said, “There you are. Put this trinket on.” He handed Cody a silver locket.
Cody grabbed it and tossed it around his neck without a second’s thought. The metal felt icy against his chest.
“What’s this for?”
“It’s imbued with my essence. It should hide you from it,” Rice explained.
“Oh, good. I don’t want it to find me,” Cody replied. “Should we, like, run from the fire now?”
“The demon is in the house,” Rice announced. “I can feel his presence as th
