His footsteps retreated. Fast.

Elowyn stood there trembling, her vision blurring. She couldn't breathe.

"Think. Think," she whispered, clutching her head.

Her fake scent was gone. Baron- asleep.

Her brain screamed for a plan-

A small folded paper and a dripping sponge dropped onto the sill.

Relief.

"Elo, I tried to reach you in time. The air's wrong. The moon's energy twisted everything. This one will last you a short while-drink it fast. Get a way to find Riven. Don't let ...