-Liana-
Jonah hadn’t told me much about how we would get inside the castle, but climbing the wall, cloaked in the darkness that had settled over Catalla, was not what I had expected. We weren’t aiming for the top. Jonah couldn’t swing the rope with a hook that high.
Instead, we were targeting a small window within reach. At this point, we were three feet above the ground, and still climbing. I had never done anything like this before, and I tried my best not to look down, clinging tightly to the rope. My hands were getting sweaty and shaking. I didn’t have Jonah’s strength or speed. Even if I were in my real body, I wouldn’t have been able to keep up with him.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
I had been resting for a while, and Jonah had already reached the window I was aiming for. He
