6
“What’s the matter, Jane?” he asked me again.
I shook my head as I gazed with wide eyes at the vanished figures. They’d disappeared in a blink of an eye. “I-I don’t know. I saw Grand-Bee and Gargan and the others. They were just right there.” I pointed at where they vanished. “But now they’re gone.”
My grandfather furrowed his brow as his eyes flickered between my face and the comb clutched tightly in my hand. “You’re sure they were just here?”
I nodded. “I’m sure!” I frowned as my tried to reconcile how I had witnessed the scene and my grandfather had not. “At least, I think saw them. They were dragging her that way.” I pointed northward.
Sage took the comb from my hand and studied the object. “There doesn’t seem to be a spell attached to it. . .” I heard him mutter.
