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tone of her voice gave Jesse a sick feeling. There must be trouble .
They peered out from behind the rock to see Rae tumble into the cave, out of breath. âSilas, Jesse, where are you?â
âHere,â Silas called, stepping from behind the rock. He hit his head on the roof of the cavern, and Jesse had to stop himself from laughing.
Raeâs words took all thoughts of laughter away. âTheyâre here,â Rae said, panting. âTheyâre here, and they know about the cave. I was above them, on the cliffs, and I heard them talkingâ¦.â She paused to catch her breath. âSomehow, they found our trail. I donât understand it. But they will find us here.â
Silas nodded, and Jesse could practically see his mind moving behind his gray eyes. âHow far away are they?â
âOnly a few minutes behind. I ran here as fast as I could.â
âWe canât keep running from them,â Silas said grimly. âThey must have a tracking expert with them. And if they know about the caveâ¦.â
âYou said there are tunnels here,â Jesse interrupted. âIn the dark, they would have a hard time following us.â
âThatâs true,â Silas said, nodding.
Jesse almost wished Silas hadnât agreed. He had never liked the dark. Especially if thereâs anything else living in these tunnels. He had heard stories of cave creatures with white, blind eyes that would attack based on scent alone.
Silas dropped to his knees and ripped open his supply pack. âWeâll have to proceed slowly so we donât fall into any pits.â He held up the flint triumphantly. âThis will help.â
âAnd what do you suggest we light?â Jesse pointed out. He noticed Silasâ eyes on his staff, and he jerked it back, clutching it protectively. âIâd let you set my head on fire first!â
âLetâs have it, then.â
Jesse wasnât entirely sure Silas was joking. Thankfully, Rae provided an alternative. She hurried into the darkness, feeling along the cave wall. âHere!â
Rejoining them, she presented Silas with a stick of wood fitted into an iron holder. âYour torch, sir,â she said, giving him a mock bow.
âHow did you find this?â Jesse asked. He fingered the metal holder. Its surface was tarnished from years of disuse, but he could still see the rough design of a boarâs head formed by the iron.
âI woke up early and explored the cave while you and Silas were still sleeping,â Rae said, shrugging.
Of course she did . Jesse was sure Rae never ran out of energy. He was surprised she slept at all.
Silas lit the torch, and the resulting glow made Jesse feel slightly safer. âCome on,â Silas said, holding the torch in front of him as he made his way into the shadows of the cave.
Rae bit her lip, for once not following immediately behind him. âAnd youâre sure the ghosts of the Roarics are just a local superstition?â
âWhat?â Jesse blurted.
Rae glanced at Jesse. âSilas didnât tell you?â
âNo,â Jesse said, glaring at Silas in the dark. âHe failed to mention ghosts.â
Silas shrugged. âIâve heard that people from District One are superstitious, and I didnât want to worry you.â
âOh, because Iâm far less worried now that weâre running from a Patrol of armed guards into a dark pit haunted by ghosts,â Jesse shot back.
âSee. I knew youâd be upset.â
âWell, Iâll be upset if Captain Demetri and his men shoot arrows through us while we stand here talking,â Rae snapped. Clearly, sheâd rather risk ghosts than stay still, doing nothing. âCome on.â
Although Silas led the way with the torch, Rae and Jesse had an easier time scrambling through the passageways, since both were nearly a head shorter than their leader. I never thought I would be