Harbinger by Emme DeWitt

Author:Emme DeWitt [DeWitt, Emme]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Iron Sparrow Media
Published: 2016-05-30T22:00:00+00:00

Twenty

The cabin was tucked behind a copse of trees just far enough behind the Landing that I couldn’t see the rest of campus through the tree cover. The path was worn into the ground, but the overgrowth obscured the way for any creature taller than three feet. It was a true deer path.

Evangeline was able to duck easily, but with the added weight of Ig and my boots and single-handedly holding my jacket-turned-cape, my luck was not as good. I barreled through the brush more than I was able to avoid it, and the sting of branches kept my adrenaline high. I hoped I wasn’t leaving an obvious trail, but the longer we stumbled along, the more the desperate need to get to the end came over me. I gave up on being careful in favor of forward momentum.

“How much farther?” I gasped, the looming shadow never seeming to come any closer the longer we stumbled.

“Almost there.” Evangeline disappeared behind another switchback.

“Was the custodian intoxicated when he made this path? Good God,” I grumbled into Ig’s face.

He sneezed at me, unimpressed with my whining.

After another five minutes of stumbling, a clearing opened up beyond a thick ring of trees. Finally, we had reached the cabin.

And it looked like the only thing keeping it upright was tradition.

The foundation sagged into the soft mound, half of the porch at a steep enough angle to discourage any foot traffic. The wood was soaked from years of rain and too few coats of sealant. One sigh from the inside and I was sure it would collapse.

I froze in the front yard, clutching at Ig until he yowled at me.

“Are we serious right now?” I called after Evangeline, whose pace had not slowed.

She waved at me from the porch before disappearing into the house. Ig yowled at me again, and I loosened my grip enough for him to wiggle free. Once his feet were on the ground, he shot after Evangeline into the cabin.

“Apparently we are serious right now,” I grumbled to myself, trudging on my sore arches before I could think of ten better reasons not to enter the decrepit dwelling. Evangeline’s shoes squished on the stairs, and I realized the blood had finally soaked through them from my clothes. I sighed miserably.

“Get in here before you drip all over the porch!” Evangeline said. “I’d prefer not to add arson to my list of felonies today.”

I shuffled into the cabin without another word. The door creaked back on its hinges, closing with a soft sense of finality. I sighed into the room, my eyes roaming over the sheet-covered furniture and the dim light coming from the back.

“In here,” Evangeline called.

I followed her voice toward the light, crowding the small doorway to an ancient bathroom. She waved me toward the bathtub. I stared at the butter yellow monstrosity, my body refusing to move.

Evangeline sighed, taking my elbow again and steering me to the tub, forcing me to step into it. I turned to face her.

“Wait here.

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