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Chris and I exited the room, though not before I performed an experiment. That involved me stopping at the doorway and easing myself into the hall. My ‘lifeline’ cut into the wall.
Duncan peeked his head around the door frame and grinned. “It’s all good. Not a single break in the line and it’s still pointing out there for you.”
“Just checking,” I replied as I grabbed Chris’ hand and tugged him down the passage.
We hurried down the stairs and out into the foggy darkness. The line from my glowing body hit upward from my head and Ethan’s own light joined it out the window. Together our joined lines still pointed at a mysterious spot hidden by the thick fog.
I sighed. “Silva forgot to clean his room before he got that timeout.”
Chris nudged my arm and smiled down at me. “We’ll
