Witch & Wizard [Witch & Wizard 1] by James Patterson

Author:James Patterson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery & Thrillers
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Published: 2009-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 56

Wisty

BUT FEFFER DIDN’T HAVE A CHANCE to find out what weasel tasted like. Because just then we all spotted the first thing other than ourselves that we’d ever seen in the Shadowland, and it was, in fact, a bunch of shadows.

They were distant and flickered out of sight as soon as we looked directly at them, but there was no question we didn’t want to get any closer.

Celia, Susan, and Sasha immediately put their fingers to their mouths, telling us to be quiet, and then—as Susan and Celia just kind of faded into the gray—Sasha did that little commando gesture indicating we should follow him.

With the weasel clinging to my pants leg and shaking like one of those toys that vibrate when you pull their tails, we fell into line behind him and jogged along his string toward what I prayed would be our escape.

“Sasha,” I panted after we’d been running for a minute or so, “did it just get really cold in here or what?”

“It’s the Lost Ones. Among other things, they absorb the heat of the living.”

“So,” I said, an uncomfortable realization dawning on me, “does that mean… they’re close?”

“No more talking” was all he said.

But then he stopped. He was holding the end of the string. And there was no portal there.

“Something broke the string,” he said, fear flickering in his brilliant eyes.

From behind us, a chorus of moans added an ugly exclamation point to his statement.

Then Sasha shook his head like a swimmer trying to get water out of his ears and took off into the fog.

Byron, scared past coherent speech, chattered nonsense as we followed. I felt the cold on my back getting more and more intense.

And then I did something incredibly stupid: I looked back over my shoulder.

Twenty or more shadows—crooked, tall, short, bent, hobbling, but all supernaturally fast—were chasing after us. Just yards behind us now.

They were indistinct, flickering, inconstant, but one of them loomed up and, with the most horrible, ravenous, yellow eyes, seemed to see me.

And then I did something even more stupid: I stopped and screamed.

Whit immediately scooped me up and raced after Sasha. I couldn’t stop myself from yelling, and the boys seemed to know it. They didn’t even try to shush me. I guess they knew the game was up—either Sasha would guide us to the portal in time or he wouldn’t.

And then we’d find out exactly what it was the Lost Ones did to people.

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