information you’re looking for ... well, if it even exists.”
“Gee, thanks sunshine,” Gabe snarled.
“She’s got a point,” Uri noted.
“That’s it. Can everyone shut up and start looking? This is the best shot we’ve got,” Gabe pleaded.
“Find anything?” Gabe asked looking over in the direction of his friends.
“No, and I’m thinking we’re not going to,” Uri replied.
Slamming a book down on a nearby crate Gabe shouted, “Damn it, Uri!”
Jumping to his feet, Uri rushed up into Gabe’s face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Do you want to bring every demon in a five hundred foot radius coming this way?”
“Why the hell not? According to you, everything is hopeless anyways,” Gabe argued, not attempting to lower his voice.
“I’m serious, you’re not going to put us in danger because you can’t keep it together. I’ll lay you out right here,” Uri warned, pushing his chest into Gabe’s body.
“I’d like to see that,” Gabe taunted.
“Fine,” Uri growled.
“Will you two shut up for a second? I think I found something,” Sophie exclaimed in an excited whisper, hopping up onto one of the closed crates.
“What?” Gabe gasped. “Are you serious?”
Sophie nodded, rapidly skimming the pages with her fingertips.
“Well? What does it say?” Uri asked, quickly forgetting his confrontation with Gabe.
Before Sophie could say a word, a screeching and intolerable sound blasted out all around them.
“What the hell is that?” Gabe cried out, covering his ears.
“If I had to guess, an alarm,” Sophie shouted back.
“Nice Gabe! I told you someone would hear you,” Uri snapped, glaring at his friend.
“We have to get out of here. If the trackers know we’re here it won’t take them long to find us,” Sophie said turning and running towards the rear of the room.
“Wait, isn’t the exit this way?” Gabe called after her.
“We need to split up. You guys go that way and I’ll take another way out. We’ll meet back at Iron Gate,” Sophie replied, clutching the book tight to her body, wrapping her sweater over top of it.
“No, I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to split up,” Gabe argued, but Sophie didn’t stick around for the discussion.
“She’s right man, the more targets the trackers have the harder it will be for them to find us. Come on, we’ll go out this way and then we should split up, too,” Uri instructed, grabbing his friends arm.
Gabe hesitated for a moment, before at last complying with the request, his voice shook as he stated, “I have a bad feeling about this.”
“Is there anything we ever do you should have a good feeling about?” Uri asked, approaching the exit.
“True,” Gabe agreed.
“Cloak again, and as soon as I open the door stay close to the wall until we make our way out into the open. I’ll head to the south and transport to a safe zone from there. You get to the beach and transport from there.” Uri laid out the plan, and before Gabe could prepare himself the door was open and he was running.
The colors passed by in a blur, the growls and snarls that surrounded him felt like a chaotic tornado he was caught in and he was trying to fight his way out of it. He couldn’t tell if something sensed his presence, or if they were just the normal sounds of this strange place. Darting up the stone steps through the library, and down the corridors, Gabe clutched his stomach. The auguries were intense; they felt as if he were being repeatedly stabbed.
Emerging into the clearing, Gabe watched as Uri darted off in the direction of the south gate. Without hesitation he made his way back, the same way they had arrived. Looking over his shoulder, hoping to see any sign of Sophie, his body felt heavy when he saw nothing. Where could she have gone? He wondered.
Looking back in the direction he was running, his body came to a hard stop, his feet skidding and kicking up dust as he did so. A tracker was