If the witch looked to her left, even just a little bit, she would catch sight of the captain’s lantern.
Misa hurried, keeping her footsteps as soft as possible. She could still hear the witch’s coos and the mews Min-Min returned. The cat was distracting her. She was buying Misa time!
When she reached the captain, she didn’t hesitate to take his arm and pull him with her. He stumbled, not expecting the sudden momentum. Locking his knees, he halted.
“What are you—”
“Shh!” Misa clamped a hand over his mouth, stealing a fearful glance at the witch scratching Min-Min’s ears. “Shut up!”
The captain moved to follow her gaze, but Misa grabbed his free hand and pulled him to the other side of the bell tower. Just as they went out of sight, the light that had been cast
