“Cait, Jane is dead. She always said it was hard to craft here. She used up all her strength to stun it. But it won"t be out for long. It"s too strong, much too strong. Don"t waste her sacrifice. Go and do what I said.”
“To mum?”
“No. They will expect that. Go to …” She winced as some agony cut through her. “Go to Danny. I liked him. Destroy the book together.”
“But what about you? I can"t leave you here.”
“You must. I"ll be fine, Cait. Go on.”
“But …”
“Go, Cait. Please.”
The world blurring through the tears in her eyes, Cait picked up her school books and placed them around the old tome to conceal it. She looked down at the creature lying on the floor.
“It wouldn"t attack me,” she said. “Why wouldn"t it attack me? It seemed like it recognized me.”
“No time now,” said her gran. “R
