Content warning for the below chapter: mention of human remains.
“It’s you, shit.” Hands landed on both of Veronika’s shoulders and pulled her backwards. She let herself be pulled backwards, until even her toes were out of the sunlight. “Do – do many people scream up here?”
“No.” She thought it was Two behind her, but that voice was coming to the side of her. She glanced over – Two was frowning at her. “No. Usually, they don’t scream at all if they make it that far. You managed to pull yourself out and to scream.” She shook her head. “I figured it was Four, maybe, or maybe uh, one of the older ones who sometimes forget. I didn’t think you’d come way over here,” she added, accusation thick in her voice. “This isn’t the way to Supernatural and Occult.”
“It is if you’re trying to see as much of the Bellamy as you can without taking too much time,” the voice behind her commented. So similar, just a little smoother. One moved over to Veronika’s left, flanking her. “But you might have noticed that can be dangerous here.” Continue reading