The Chaos Inside by Nicole R. Taylor

Author:Nicole R. Taylor [Taylor, Nicole R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nicole R. Taylor

The Dunloe Gaol was dark when they pulled up.

Built in the 1800s, it was once a dirty, dank, dark building full of the violent rabble that’d once filled the goldfields. Now, it was a museum by day and a ghost tour mecca at night.

Jin hadn’t stirred—the tranquilliser had more than done its job—and when the Jeep stopped, Patrick was there to take over.

“We’re all clear,” he said, dragging the vampire out. “No one’s here, the security is disarmed, and I sent home the night watchman. The gaol is closed to visitors tomorrow, but that’s a bridge we’ll cross if we need to.”

“Good,” Samantha said. “Get him inside. We don’t know who else might be watching.”

Inside, the witches followed Patrick as he strode through the gaol with Jin over his shoulder and the bag of iron chains dangling from his hand.

They passed through a long hallway lined with tiny cells, each closed with heavy metal doors, separated by thick stone walls. The entire place smelled like cold damp and the faint musk of centuries of human body odour. The stench hadn’t seemed to have dissipated entirely despite the gaol being decommissioned for at least a hundred years.

Holly had always felt uneasy in historical places like this. Maybe it was a Legacy thing. The ghosts of the past were reminding her that they’d suffered here long ago.

As Holly hurried after the group, she kept looking into each opening, her Legacy tingling as if it was being triggered by aforementioned hauntings. Souls had to linger after suffering in a place like this, right? Gaols weren’t happy by design, especially in the nineteenth century, when permanent gallows were erected out front.

They went through another door at the end of the cell block and down some stairs into an underground basement. Turning back the other way, Holly saw it was another row of cells, but these were completely dark. No outside light penetrated the space, except for the electric bulbs that’d been wired in more modern times.

“What is this place?” she asked. “Solitary confinement?”

“Yes and no,” Patrick replied. “If my memory serves me correctly, this place also doubled as vampire containment.” He nudged the door at the far end of the row open with his boot.

The metal eased inwards with a groan, the sound echoing down the hall behind them.

“Now I know why the tour doesn’t come down here,” Fiona murmured, peering into the cell.

Holly’s mouth gaped as she saw the room beyond, the electric light shining off the metal walls. It lined the entire space like they were about to enter a water tank.

“Does the museum staff know what this is?” Holly asked, grimacing as she saw the chair in the centre of the cell, bolted to the floor. No prizes for correct guesses as to why.

“There’s magic on it,” Samantha explained. “Trine magic.”

Fiona snorted. “Of course there is. It’s a nineteenth century vampire torture chamber.”

“Don’t say that,” Holly hissed as Patrick set Jin in the chair.

“I know you understand that’s what we’ll likely have to do,” Samantha said, wrenching the ring off Jin’s finger.

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