“What are you?” Tessa gasped.
“They want the code,” Leo said as they veered into the forest. Pine needles muffled their steps, but the vans had stopped. Now came the soft crunch-crunch of boots on fallen branches. Dozens of them. “The sequence you saw in your dream.” run to witch mountain
They reached a ridge just as the first flashlight beams cut through the trees. Below, the dark suits swarmed like ants. One of them raised a device—a silver rod that hummed, a sound that made Tessa’s teeth ache. Leo winced. “What are you
“What are you?” Tessa gasped.
“They want the code,” Leo said as they veered into the forest. Pine needles muffled their steps, but the vans had stopped. Now came the soft crunch-crunch of boots on fallen branches. Dozens of them. “The sequence you saw in your dream.”
They reached a ridge just as the first flashlight beams cut through the trees. Below, the dark suits swarmed like ants. One of them raised a device—a silver rod that hummed, a sound that made Tessa’s teeth ache. Leo winced.