Bound Feet (My Dark Library Book 3) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub

CHAPTER 6

A fraid we’ll end up sucked into a sinkhole, I release the brake on the wheelchair and start wheeling Sarah through the sludge. I concentrate on moving, trying to ignore the garden withering around us. If I stare for too long, I’m pretty sure I’ll start screaming and never stop.

My sneakers sink in with each muddy step.

“What do we do?” Sarah’s fear compounds my own, and I put everything I have into concentrating.

Think. Think. Think, damnit!

“Oh! Sarah, your phone. Do you have your phone? We can call someone!”

She shakes her head. “I… think I smashed it up earlier.”

“Fuck. Okay. Um… the ghost. It tried to tell me something.” My words are a jumbled, incoherent mess, but I stumble through, mind racing from thought to thought.

“The ghost talked to you?” Sarah sounds even more afraid now.

“No, no. Well, yes. But Ella is the one who told me. The ghost – Ella calls it the scary lady – wants something. It…” …says she’s my new mama! “…wants the truth, or something. It wants us to tell the truth!”

“The truth about what?”

“I don’t know. But we have to find the truth!”

“That’s so vague!” Sarah’s voice rises with mine. She taps her fingers against the wheelchair, the noise making it hard to concentrate. I wish she would stop.

“I know. But Sarah… I don’t think we’re getting out of here unless we figure out.”

Her breaths come faster now, quick and shallow. “Okay, think. Let’s be rational.”

A low, rumbling laugh comes from my throat, sounding warped and wrong. “Rational? There’s nothing fucking rational about this! We’re trapped in a fucking maze we can’t escape, and a ghost is trying to steal my daughter!”

“What?”

“She wants Ella.” I bite my lip. “I told you before she was trying to drown Ella. Probably so she’d stay truly dead forever. And Ella said the ghost says she’s Ella’s new mom.”

“What the fuck? So, it’s like… a child-stealing ghost?”

“I guess? I have no idea!”

“No, no, this is good,” Sarah says, voice hiccupping as her wheelchair hits a half-rotten root. The plants are no longer confined by human-defined boundaries. Slimy ferns and thorny vines creep onto the path. “Maybe it — or she , I guess — is one of the ghosts from the garden. She has to be, right? What if… god, this sounds dumb, but I mean… some supernatural shit is going down here so bear with me… what if one of the artifacts actually did come tethered to a ghost?”

“You always want everything to be in neat little boxes.”

“Oh my god, Jodi, stop being antagonistic. This could get us out of here, okay?”

I take a deep breath. Sarah’s right. It’s not like I have any better ideas. “Okay. Where do you want to start?”

“The exhibits, I think.”

When I pushed Sarah toward the back gate, it felt like we’d been walking for an eternity. I expected to exhaust myself on the trip back, but in no time at all, we’re already at the museum. The incongruity makes me shiver almost as much as seeing black mold covering the bushes we pass.

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