That night, a light thud reached through the edges of my dreams. Wisps of my dorm room blinked into focus, but sleep clung to me and dragged me back down. Then it came again. Thud.
And a whispered voice.
"He's here."
My eyes snapped open. Torchlight danced crazy shadows over the ceiling and walls, making the room come alive with movement when there shouldn't be any. A smell like burning wood stung my nose. I turned toward Seph's bed. Empty except for Nebbles, her reflective green eyes aimed at the door. Seph stood facing it, her head jerking this way and that as if trying to catch sight of a firefly. She held her arms up in front of her, bent at the elbow, and kept walking into the door.
Thud. Thud.