Chapter Sixteen
Without warning, the book in Macey’s cloak pocket vibrated again. She took it out with a sigh and opened it.
“What do you want?” she asked impatiently.
HELP!
The words were large and thick, almost seeming to jump out of the page.
"f**k. Where are you? What do you need?"
The words slowly faded away, leaving only the shadow of an exclamation mark clinging to the paper.
"I think I know where we need to go," Luc said. "I found the forest. It's not far, but we can't see it from here because we're on a glacier plateau and the forest is at the end of the glacier."
"How is there even a forest?" Jared asked. "It's so cold here, there's ice everywhere, how can anything grow in this place?"
"It's not a natural forest," Luc explained. "It's a plantation. Humans have planted it
