My Soul to Save
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Were going as fast as we can. Without getting splattered all over the highway.
By the time Nash pulled into a spot on the bottom floor of the Prime Life parking garage, Regan was starting to come around, either because the pills were wearing off, or because the Jolt was kicking in. Or maybe the importance of our mission was finally starting to sink in.
Her hand trembled as Nash helped her out of the car, and she rose unsteadily, almost knocking her sunglasses from her face when she tried to wipe her eyes. I stood, intending to help him with her, but the moment my right foot hit the ground, the echoes of my previous pain were swallowed in a wave of fresh agony so fierce I almost fell on my face right there in the parking lot.
Addison caught me. Whats wrong, Kaylee? Are you okay? she asked, as I regained my balance and stepped carefully away from her.
Yeah. I eased weight onto my injured leg, wincing as flames of pain flashed as far north as my hip. I hurt my ankle earlier, and its getting worse. I glanced up, smiling at Nash to assure him that I was okay.
Lets get this done so we can take care of your leg, he said, one arm still around Regan, and I could only nod in agreement.
Moving slowly because of my limp and Regans chemically induced stupor, Nash led us to the locked glass doors, where we both turned to face Addison and Regan. Im going to cross us all over, I explained, kind of like Bana did for you both, by holding your hand. When we get there, it wont be like last time. Tod says Prime Life ispopulated this time of day in the Netherworld, so there are a couple of ground rules you need to follow, at all costs.
Both sisters nodded, Addisons fake-blue eyes wide with both fear and determination. I couldnt see Regans eyes through her glassesnot that it would have mattered if I couldbut I knew from the thin line her lips were pressed into that she was listening and taking me seriously.
Thank goodness.
I accidently put too much weight onto my bad leg and hissed in pain, so Nash continued while I breathed through it. Dont touch anything, he began. Dont make eye contact with anyone. Dont even look at anyone but us.
And make sure you dont step on anything, I added, smiling wryly when my pain seemed to scare Regan. Ready? I asked. Both sisters nodded, taking the hands I held out. Nash held on to my arm, but I was afraid that if he wasnt actually touching my flesh, he couldnt come along for the ride, so I shoved up both my shirt and jacket sleeve, and he held on to my bare wrist.
Crossing over was a little harder this time, which left me oddly relieved, in light of Harmonys warning that it would eventually become too easy. This time, the pain in my leg was so distracting, it was hard to convince myself I actually wanted to return to the source of my injury. But after a few frustrating minutes, my needfor closure transcended pain, and my intent to cross over became real.
I opened my eyes when Regan gasped, not surprised to find her staring in openmouthed wonder through the glass doors at my back. The Netherworld version of Prime Life was already open for business, and based on the number of beings I could now hear milling around inside, I had to wonder if they ever closed.
What is this place? Regan whispered, stepping closer to the door. She pulled her sunglasses off as if they impeded her vision, and I was almost as glad to see her finally returning to true consciousness as I was unnerved all over again by the sight of those eerie white eyes. They fit in much better here than they did in our world.
Nash must have been thinking the same thing. He glanced from Regan, holding her sunglasses, to Addy, wearing her contacts, to me and my normal, boring blue eyes. Um, Addy, I think youll be safer here without your contacts, he said. And Regan, give Kaylee your glasses.
Why? she asked as Addison dug a plain white contact case from the pocket of her jeans, shooting Nash a questioning look almost identical to her sisters.
Because most of the things in there I pointed over my shoulder; I hadnt yet worked up the nerve to actually look at the lions den wed be walking through have no reason to bother you if they know you have no soul. But my eyes will give me away in an instant.
Neither of them argued, and I almost felt guilty for not mentioning that some of them might try to eat us, whether or not we had souls. But not guilty enough for full disclosure, which might send them screaming into the Nether-night.
Regan handed me her glasses, which I slipped on immediately, then she held her sisters case while Addy took out her contacts. Nash seemed willing to go in with his eyes unguarded, and I had to trust that hed crossed over more than I had, therefore knew what he was doing. And finally, when we were all ready to go inside, I made myself turn and look.
The shock of what I saw was almost as powerful as the pain shooting up my bad leg with every movement.
Though Id never been in our worlds version of Prime Life, I was willing to bet my next paycheck that the world-anchor had pulled it through in its entirety. Furniture, marble floors, stone fountain, and all. But the creatures occupying that space had little in common with their real-world counterparts.
We should not be here, I thought as Nash pushed open the door. He held it for us as I led Addy and Regan inside. Though, once again, Regan needed a little push to get her going. Not that I could blame her.
When the door closed behind us, I concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other on the slick, marbled floor. Step-ow! Step-ow! Over and over again, breathing through the pain and doggedly avoiding eye contact with any of the creatures in the room. At least, any of them who actually had eyes.
By the time Nash pulled into a spot on the bottom floor of the Prime Life parking garage, Regan was starting to come around, either because the pills were wearing off, or because the Jolt was kicking in. Or maybe the importance of our mission was finally starting to sink in.
Her hand trembled as Nash helped her out of the car, and she rose unsteadily, almost knocking her sunglasses from her face when she tried to wipe her eyes. I stood, intending to help him with her, but the moment my right foot hit the ground, the echoes of my previous pain were swallowed in a wave of fresh agony so fierce I almost fell on my face right there in the parking lot.
Addison caught me. Whats wrong, Kaylee? Are you okay? she asked, as I regained my balance and stepped carefully away from her.
Yeah. I eased weight onto my injured leg, wincing as flames of pain flashed as far north as my hip. I hurt my ankle earlier, and its getting worse. I glanced up, smiling at Nash to assure him that I was okay.
Lets get this done so we can take care of your leg, he said, one arm still around Regan, and I could only nod in agreement.
Moving slowly because of my limp and Regans chemically induced stupor, Nash led us to the locked glass doors, where we both turned to face Addison and Regan. Im going to cross us all over, I explained, kind of like Bana did for you both, by holding your hand. When we get there, it wont be like last time. Tod says Prime Life ispopulated this time of day in the Netherworld, so there are a couple of ground rules you need to follow, at all costs.
Both sisters nodded, Addisons fake-blue eyes wide with both fear and determination. I couldnt see Regans eyes through her glassesnot that it would have mattered if I couldbut I knew from the thin line her lips were pressed into that she was listening and taking me seriously.
Thank goodness.
I accidently put too much weight onto my bad leg and hissed in pain, so Nash continued while I breathed through it. Dont touch anything, he began. Dont make eye contact with anyone. Dont even look at anyone but us.
And make sure you dont step on anything, I added, smiling wryly when my pain seemed to scare Regan. Ready? I asked. Both sisters nodded, taking the hands I held out. Nash held on to my arm, but I was afraid that if he wasnt actually touching my flesh, he couldnt come along for the ride, so I shoved up both my shirt and jacket sleeve, and he held on to my bare wrist.
Crossing over was a little harder this time, which left me oddly relieved, in light of Harmonys warning that it would eventually become too easy. This time, the pain in my leg was so distracting, it was hard to convince myself I actually wanted to return to the source of my injury. But after a few frustrating minutes, my needfor closure transcended pain, and my intent to cross over became real.
I opened my eyes when Regan gasped, not surprised to find her staring in openmouthed wonder through the glass doors at my back. The Netherworld version of Prime Life was already open for business, and based on the number of beings I could now hear milling around inside, I had to wonder if they ever closed.
What is this place? Regan whispered, stepping closer to the door. She pulled her sunglasses off as if they impeded her vision, and I was almost as glad to see her finally returning to true consciousness as I was unnerved all over again by the sight of those eerie white eyes. They fit in much better here than they did in our world.
Nash must have been thinking the same thing. He glanced from Regan, holding her sunglasses, to Addy, wearing her contacts, to me and my normal, boring blue eyes. Um, Addy, I think youll be safer here without your contacts, he said. And Regan, give Kaylee your glasses.
Why? she asked as Addison dug a plain white contact case from the pocket of her jeans, shooting Nash a questioning look almost identical to her sisters.
Because most of the things in there I pointed over my shoulder; I hadnt yet worked up the nerve to actually look at the lions den wed be walking through have no reason to bother you if they know you have no soul. But my eyes will give me away in an instant.
Neither of them argued, and I almost felt guilty for not mentioning that some of them might try to eat us, whether or not we had souls. But not guilty enough for full disclosure, which might send them screaming into the Nether-night.
Regan handed me her glasses, which I slipped on immediately, then she held her sisters case while Addy took out her contacts. Nash seemed willing to go in with his eyes unguarded, and I had to trust that hed crossed over more than I had, therefore knew what he was doing. And finally, when we were all ready to go inside, I made myself turn and look.
The shock of what I saw was almost as powerful as the pain shooting up my bad leg with every movement.
Though Id never been in our worlds version of Prime Life, I was willing to bet my next paycheck that the world-anchor had pulled it through in its entirety. Furniture, marble floors, stone fountain, and all. But the creatures occupying that space had little in common with their real-world counterparts.
We should not be here, I thought as Nash pushed open the door. He held it for us as I led Addy and Regan inside. Though, once again, Regan needed a little push to get her going. Not that I could blame her.
When the door closed behind us, I concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other on the slick, marbled floor. Step-ow! Step-ow! Over and over again, breathing through the pain and doggedly avoiding eye contact with any of the creatures in the room. At least, any of them who actually had eyes.
