But things had changed. He was unconscious and the earth was splitting in two. Could she cut free the trapped souls now? Experimentally Gailin conjured a knife again and approached the blue lit space. Now, without the crumbling walls and creeping moss, the profound eeriness sent a chill down her spine. She could hear the wailing souls, clamoring to escape or be released. Gailin lifted her arm and for once was able to act. She sliced through the membrane and watched with fascination as a soul escaped into the gray world. Nothing blocked her. Drake did not wake her with a strangling grip.
So she sliced again, releasing another and another. The membrane continued to reseal, but she persisted cutting and slashing for what seemed like hours. She could still feel her body jouncing around on the
