The door was locked. I jiggled the knob for a minute before Adrian said, "Stand back." And I stepped away from it. His hands glowed, surrounded by a misty white light. The same light encased the doorknob before the door swung open. Standing on the other side with blue glowing hands was Jack.
His eyes bulged as soon as he saw me. "Marcus?" he said dropping his hands, the blue glow flickering away.
"Jack," I said in the second before I leapt forward wrapping my arms around his neck. He was alive. "Thank goddess we found you. Are you okay? What happened here? The council, they...they're—"
"Dead," he supplied. "I know," he said grimly. He sighed heavily as he hugged me back, tightly. "I'm fine." His voice was low and gravelly.
"But I'm not," came a voice from behind
