Chapter 41
They stayed for another night—or was it two? And then got a terrible gut-wrenching call to reality that brought them flying back to the cave, ready to strike out. The last time Annie had felt such sickening urgency was the day her dad had died. Even the race to get back to the farm during the fire hadn’t felt quite like this. The feeling was different to mere adrenaline and panic—it was a deep intrusion that threatened something very primal and couldn’t be delayed or ignored. In fact, the adrenaline and panic were actually quite minimal, so that when they stepped across the Skin of the World they simply headed out, repressing the usual transitional disorientation to deal with later so they could run like rabbits through the bush.
‘Are we certain it isn’t just Lucas?’ she asked
