Chapter 23October 14th, 2014
Bramson Bay, Oregon
It was Lockwood’s idea to drive around town looking for the dead things that had escaped last night. I agreed. It made sense. Find them and we probably found the witches that led them away from the rest of the flock. Which meant he was the one driving for once, while I sat in the passenger seat and reached out with my mind. I still felt fried from last night, amped up on everything, but I had gotten at least few hours of sleep, in shifts with Lockwood.
The first dead thing I noticed was right in town, toward the roundabout. It was on our right, toward the Roost and the rest of the team. I could feel it in my head the way you might hear a distant bird call. I told Lockwood which way to go.
That’s how we ended up speeding around the rounda
