“They're all around us,” said Catherine, her eyes shut as she concentrated. “I've been aware of them for a while.”
Fer quested with her mind's eye and soon saw them. Hundreds, thousands, of the undain, pitch pools in the darkness. The monsters were all around, apparently watching and waiting. “Why don't they come for us? It makes no sense.”
Catherine's eyes were troubled as she replied. “I think they think we're heading for the Library, to try and reach the Andar portal. Where else would we be going? Clara Sweetley is herding us. She must have set a trap which she's letting us walk into. She must know now that Cait has succeeded in reaching Andar. With Fiona gone that only leaves me and you, Fer, with the blood the undain crave. They won't risk spilling it. They'll wait until we're in th
