My imminent death should have given me more concern than it did. If only I could die. These schmucks were obviously totally unaware. Turned out Belaisle's files weren't quite as accurate as he thought they were.

Creep.

The pair guided me toward the back of the house, near where we'd entered in the first place. I needed to figure out a way to break free of their magic, only able to use wishful thinking they might slip up and take me outside.

Even they weren't that ...