I took Seph's hand and hurried her down the stairs, away from whoever it was. Away from our dorm. I leaped off the final step and hauled Seph around the staircase and into a squat within a deep pocket of shadows. Real ones, not mine.

Seph struggled against my grip, but kept eerily silent for her normally chatty self.

Maybe I could've trusted the person trailing us, could've asked them for help, but I didn't. I wouldn't. Maybe Seph could provide me with some answers, ...