23. Stumbling through the Dark
23 Stumbling through the Dark For the first few steps, the dim light of the room followed them, but before they had traveled twenty feet, the path in front of them went pitch black. Emilia glanced back to where the Hag had left them. Only darkness remained. Emilia reached out, tracing her fingers along the dirt wall, feeling pieces of it crumble away beneath her touch. “Claire.” Jacob’s voice echoed, carrying through some unseen expanse. “Touch the right wall,” Emilia whispered, not wanting to hear her voice bouncing in the dark. “I’ll touch the left.” Jacob stretched away from her. The darkness seemed worse when she could only feel his hand. “Connor! Claire!” Jacob called as they began to move forward again. There was a rustling behind them. “Connor?” Emilia whispered. But the r
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