Quickly, I reformed, and the shadows yanked me hard by my shoulders and hair to pull me back in. I wrestled myself away from them and flicked my gaze to the other holes in the walls and then to Ramsey. He stared with wide eyes.

I put my finger to my lips and listened. The bell around my neck that indicated someone was reliving nearby remained quiet. This person was alive.

"Someone's here," I mouthed to Ramsey and pointed at the end of the holey wall. They'd have to ...