Chapter 11: The Ledger
Author: Mayor
last update2026-10-24 14:42:58

The floor didn't crack so much as open, like a mouth.

A jagged black seam tore across the marble from the hearth to the front door, and out of it rose a column of white mist so cold that the air screamed. Rowan felt it hit his skin like a thousand needles. Every surviving window in the room shattered at once. The thermometer on the wall, still stubbornly clinging to the plaster, dropped from minus thirty-eight to minus sixty in the span of one breath.

"Everybody out!" Tess roared. "Move!"

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