Beneath the Midnight Sky

knife through fog. The air was thick with the smell of pine, and the only sound was the crunch of gravel under her tires. As she near

with vines creeping up its sides, and a roof that looked like it mig

suitable for that time. A cold breeze stirred the branches of the trees above he

eavy in her hand. The door creaked as she pushed it open, the old wood groaning under h

indows. Charlie's eyes scanned the interior, searching for anything out o

nt and jagged. They matched the drawings she had seen in Elias's journal. Celestial

like a warning, a message from someone who had come before her. And then she saw it-a d

aked loudly, and a gust of cold air escaped from the c

ws. There were candles-dozens of them-arranged in a circle and on the floor. The walls were lined with shelves, clutte

ge was old, the edges yellowed with time. And th

ister. The girl who had

ese weren't just random pictures-these were photographs of t

Elias had been hiding? What his sister had stumbled upon befor

he floor, the walls. There was a sense of desperation in the air, like whoever

oke her concentration. A creak

lie f

was defin

She could feel her pulse in her ears, the air was thick with tension. She hadn't expected

ias? Or so

t now her feet felt like they were glued to the floor. The sound above c

ld it tightly in her hand. She didn't know who was upstairs, or what their i

back up to the main floor. The noise had stoppe

er breath was shallow, her body tense, every muscle ready to spring into act

for any movement. Nothing. The cabin was sile

e knew she