Chapter 76

I took several deep breaths so I could speak again, but they snagged in my lungs at the sound coming from behind the door. Slow scratching down the length of it. Each one sent a chill along my spine.

Ramsey reached for the handle, but I grabbed his hand before he could open it.

"What are you doing?" I hissed.

"I just want to know what we're dealing with."

"That's not a good enough reason." I pulled on his hand even harder.

"If we know what it is," he said softly, "then we'll know what spell is needed to send it back to the grave."

"You mean me. I'll have to send it back since I still have my magic."

"I mean you or another mage who happened to be outside like the Diabolicals." Gently, he released his hand from my iron grip. "Just a quick look, okay?"