Semua Bab The Clandestine Saga: Bab 251 - Bab 260

Dusk. The time of day when shadows began to knit themselves together, when darkness intertwines with the last fading spindles of light; the time of day when eyes play tricks and forms shift into unfamiliarity. Far better than the pitch blackness and complete uncertainty of night, dusk still seems somewhat trustworthy, as if nothing dangerous could happen--not yet; the last few rays of translucent light surely provide a barrier from the evil of night. At least, that is what most people tended to think. One of the things that Steven Gibbon liked best about his extracurricular activities was the look of shock she always expressed at realizing he was near, and the time had come. He really couldn’t describe just how incredible it felt, how the adrenaline danced in his veins in those first few seconds, be

“My eyes are seriously starting to burn,” Lucy Burk complained, rubbing both eyes with her fists. “I don’t know how much longer I can stare at this grainy footage.”“Take a break,” Cassidy suggested, tossing a pillow at her friend’s head. “We aren’t going to be any use to anyone blind.”“I’ve been taking a break fo

“The lady knows her football,” Brandon laughed. “That’s good. That oughtta make your boyfriend pretty happy.”Cadence fought back a snicker. “Um, okay,” she said rolling her eyes and glancing over her shoulder. Aaron was still sitting on the bleacher where she had left him, pretending not to be paying attention, but she knew he was. “He’s more interested in football than football,” she explained, using an exaggerated British accent on the first term.

Realizing he hadn’t yet spoken to Brandon that evening, Aaron asked, “How have you been, Brandon?”He finished chewing and took a drink of his soda before replying, “Pretty good, I guess. Can’t complain too much. You guys doing all right?”“Yeah, busy as usual,” Aaron replied nonchalantly. Cadence caught his eyes for a second, her expression pr

Walking through the entrance of the cave felt a bit like going through a portal to Giovani; he felt the hair on his arms and the back of his neck stand up, a sensation he was used to causing, not experiencing himself. Despite the fact that it was still daylight outside, the cave was dark, dank, and smelled like the countryside after a rain shower. His eyes adjusted to the dim light easily, and he was able to follow a winding path that eventually led to a small chamber where the rays of sunshine could no longer penetrate. The ceiling height increased here so that he was no longer having to hunch his shoulders, and the further in he walked the more the space above him soared. Eventually, he found himself standing in a cathedral type room full of stalactites and stalagmites.