The forest was thick, and the path unfamiliar, but they could feel where the others had gone. The energy left behind like heat in their footsteps.
After ten minutes, they reached a small clearing.
And froze.
Rose stood in the center, her arms outstretched, eyes glowing faintly. Around her, the other three stood in a half-circle, holding hands. They swayed slowly, chanting something too soft to understand. The air was thick, humming, alive with something ancient.
And then,
Susan stepped out from the trees and joined them.
The circle closed.
Their eyes turned white.
The ground cracked.
Jude pulled Sophie back just before the clearing split down the middle, a thin jagged line opening like a wound. From inside, faint whispers poured out. The smell of something rotting and sweet.
Sophie covered her mouth. "It's a summoning."
"Of what?" Jude whispered.