Dying Was Easier Than Loving Him
“It didn't destroy them. It closed around three people and pulled them straight down into the inner chamber, the place the founders called the Hollow.”
“What is the Hollow?” I demanded, leaning over the edge of the crater.
“It's a pocket between worlds,” Mabel explained, her voice trembling. “A place where time runs strangely. Nothing leaves unless the lock allows it.”
As if responding to her words, Clara released another soft, mournful howl. The silver lines in the dirt flared brighter, as though the child was the only voice the Hollow could still hear from this side of the veil.
I scrambled away from the crater, got to my feet and crossed the clearing in three long strides. Grabbing Dr. Ev