The rest of classes were lectures and scribbling down notes as fast as I could. In Tarot, Megan was absent and the professor showed slides on the overhead projector of various designs of tarot cards. I still needed to find that damn book and reverse the spell I'd done. The image of the three of swords flashed overhead and my stomach clenched.
I snuck a peek at my phone. Still no word from Jasper and it was making me worry. I chewed on my fingernails, my heels bouncing up and down on the floor as I tried not to bolt out of my desk to go search for him.
* * *
At the end of classes, Reed met me in the hallway. His stern look didn't help my nerves.
"What is it?" I asked.
His expression turned darker and he snatched my arm, practically dragging me outside, not saying a word to me.
The fog
