*Xander*

Henry slept, but I couldn’t sleep through the screeching that was funneling through the cave's entrance. I hugged my knees and waited, and waited, and waited for Henry to wake up and explain to me what the hell was going on.

The story of what happened to Carly ran through my mind on replay, twisting my stomach into a knot. I’d tell Lena, of course, when I saw her again. I pushed the imagery out of my mind, praying to whoever was listening that ...