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Allie started back and blinked. The spell was broken on both of them as Drifter released her and turned his face away. When he turned back his eyes were covered by the heavy glasses, and there was a deep frown on his face.
“How did you two get in here?” he demanded to know as he climbed out of the pod.
Zarcony gestured to Allie. “Your adorable companion here was able to get us down here.”
Allie shook off the last of his bewitchment and held up the paper she still clutched in one hand. “A-and we followed these here.”
Drifter set a foot on the floor and the loose papers of the journal crunched beneath his heavy boot. He frowned and drew the notebook from his coat. One last loose page floated free and onto the floor. “This shouldn’t be possible.”
“It’s an old book,” Allie remi
