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not true,” said
Kara, as she remembered Legan’s raspy voice coming through the
wall. “He’s here. I know he is. You’re lying. You’re hiding
something. I demand to see him at once!”
    The eagle’s face was expressionless.
“There is no one by that name in Tartarus, and as I have told you …
there are no cells or rooms that neighbored yours. Only thick walls
of stone—”
    “ Now you listen here, you
big piece of poultry,” said David and pointed to the large bird’s
face. “If Kara says he’s in there, that means he’s in there. Now
let’s go!”
    “ As you wish.” The eagle
turned its massive body. It bent its head and stepped through the
doorway. David beckoned to Kara to follow the guard, and he stepped
in after her, followed closely by Jenny and a wide-eyed
Peter.
    Kara stepped into darkness. Tall
shadows surrounded her. A deep roar sounded from the depths of the
prison, and Kara felt as though the monstrous cube was welcoming
her back. Three brilliant green orbs appeared. They hovered before
them like large fireflies and gave off enough light to see through
the blackness. A low rumble came from the deep. The sound rose
until the tremors were all around them. Kara watched as pieces of
rock detached themselves from the walls to form the path below
their feet as they went. It was too bad the lights couldn’t mask
the burning stench of bird droppings. She heard Jenny complain
rudely about the smell.
    The group walked in silence for a
while. The light tread of their footsteps reverberated in the
darkness, followed by the eerie sound of sharp talons scraping the
stone floor. The prison’s walls rumbled and shook with every step,
as though commanding respect of all those who entered. Kara had a
nasty feeling the walls could come crashing down upon them at any
moment, sending them all to the black void below. She felt
dreadfully uncomfortable wandering inside Tartarus again. She had
hoped to forget about it, to shake it off like a bad
dream.
    Soon the group found themselves
standing before a chamber. A large concrete door stood ajar. Kara
glanced to the side nervously. There were no adjoining cells to
either side. Just walls of more thick rock, she realized. What was
happening?
    “ This isn’t the same cell.”
Kara eyed the large bird. “This is a trick. Where’s my prison
cell?”
    The eagle cocked his head towards the
room. “This is it.”
    “ It can’t be,” said Kara
stubbornly. She watched the eagle’s expression, and she swore he
looked annoyed.
    “ This is it,” repeated the
guard.
    Frustrated, Kara stomped into the tiny
room... the hair on her entire body stood up. Small indents covered
the back wall, spaced out equally in sections like days in a
calendar. They were her marks, she realized in horror. This was
indeed her cell.
    Kara’s mouth fell open in silent
protest. “How is this possible—?”
    She ran over to the back wall and
pressed her hands against the sharp rock. It felt cool against her
angel skin. Kara ran her fingers up and down the wall and searched
for the opening from which she and Legan had shared
information.
    “ Where’s that stupid
crack?” Kara frantically moved her hands all along the wall. Her
fingertips tapped every inch of the rough wall, passing over every
little bump and probing into every tiny hole. But she didn’t find
openings of any kind. It was as though the wall had swallowed up
the crack.
    Kara fell to her knees. “I … I don’t
understand. He was here. We talked for like an hour—he told me
about Zadkiel! I couldn’t have made this up. It doesn’t make any
sense. He was real. I’m not crazy!” Kara hit the wall with her
hand. “What is happening?”
    “ It’s okay, Kara.” David
stood beside her. He placed his hand on her shoulder reassuringly.
“No one’s saying you’re crazy. I’m sure there’s a very good
explanation—”
    “ The explanation is that
there was never anyone on the other side.” Kara heard the eagle
say.