Twenty-nine
Dani had always been lost in rock and rain. Her other life was a dream. This was reality. She was glad she couldn’t see anything as she scrambled her way back down the trail she had so laboriously climbed such a short time before.
Gradually the rain began to ease, the sky get lighter. Above she heard the scrape of feet against rock and knew, the way she had always known, that Spook was almost on her again.
Panic couldn’t be resisted. Dani fled into the Ledges, a maze of twists and turns with no way out. She looked up, then down. In her other lifetime, this kind of up scared her. Now it was her only reality. Was that Keyhole she could see up there? Had she climbed down that far? She couldn’t remember. It looked right and Spook was getting closer. She reached up, found a foot
