Chapter Twenty-Nine
The Watchers
The room remained silent long after the tapestry returned to ordinary thread.
No one moved.
No one dared.
Professor Holloway slowly reached toward the ancient fabric, her fingertips trembling as they brushed the silver embroidery.
Nothing happened.
The tapestry hung lifeless once more.
Just cloth.
Just thread.
Just another forgotten relic.
Except...
They all knew better now.
Rowan finally exhaled.
"Please tell me all of you saw that."
"I did."
Theo answered quietly.
"So did I."
Professor Holloway whispered.
Aveline looked from one face to another.
"I didn't imagine it?"
Theo met her emerald eyes.
"No."
"You've imagined nothing."
Within the hour...
The tapestry had been carefully documented.
Photographed.
Scanned.
Even examined wi
