My fingers trembling, I snapped, and gray magic erupted in the palm of my hand. It lit the professor and Ramsey, who held tight to the edge of the table. I snapped it to the wall torches.
"What was that?" I asked.
He stared hard at the door, his whole body tense. "I don't know."
More screams echoed, closer than the first. Like whatever was coming was headed right toward us. Toward the gym, which was just down the hall from us. My pulse spiked sharp and high, and goose bumps skipped up the back of my neck.
Ramsey dodged around the table and reached for my free hand. "We need to go."
I took a single step, and that was as far as I made it. Something punctured up into my heel. I sucked in a long breath as the pain registered, fierce and bright, and then crumpled to the floor.