As I stood with my back pressed up against a wall, my ears burned as they dissected each individual sound.

"What happened to the lights? I can't see a goddamned thing," Lager shouted.

He was close, almost right to me. With my bow and arrow still in one hand, I buttoned my coat over Sasha's eyes in case they gave off a preternatural glow in the dark.

Another pair of footsteps thudded from the direction of the stairs. Faust, maybe. If I could somehow get ...