Yana made a feeble noise of protest but then settled back on the bed. By the time Violet got to the door, she was fast asleep.
Every step that Violet took was a struggle. All through Red House, she could hear people groaning with pain, their cries, and moans. This spell had to end.
The campus teachers lived in one of the buildings near the school, she remembered from studying the school map. She knew she would make it that far. She had to. She had to find Professor Jordan Freeman and make him stop this. She shuffled along as fast as she could in her red pajamas and slippers, stopping after a few steps to catch her breath and try to force out the pain through her willpower.
The way through the gardens seemed impossibly long. Why could a school need so many gardens, Violet thought, tryi
