Katelina's fear choked her silent, but not the teen who cowered with her, hiding from some unknown attacker outside; someone who pounded on the door and shrieked, "I know you're in there!"

"I am so dead," Loren whispered miserably and Katelina barely suppressed a squeal of fright at the defeat in his voice. If he was dead then what would she be? If Jorick was here she might have a chance, but this kid - this Loren - looked as good as useless.

Someone was at the door. ...