Twenty I jerk as I wake up. My eyes are heavy, my mouth is dry. “What … whyamiawake?” I mumble, pushing myself up into a sitting position. Bandit rolls down my chest with a squeak and transforms into something blue and sparkly with wings as he launches into the air. “Oh, hey.” Aurora sits up, looking sleepy. “Did you manage to speak to Dash.” I blink. “Yes, but—why did I wake up? I wasn’t finished there.” “The spell only lasts a certain amount of time. It must have reached its end.” “But I need to go back. Can’t you do the spell again?” She shakes her head. “It isn’t good for you. You need to wait at least a day.” “But—” “Why do you need to go back? Weren’t you able to ask Dash about Reinhold? You were there for—” she glances sideways at our floating numbers “—almost three hours.”

