Becca groaned against the pain in her skull. She was vaguely aware that she still had her foot pressed against one of the petals. The engine screamed in a frightening way. Her heart jolted as a scream echoed through the air above the car’s engine. Becca forced her foot to move away from the gas pedal. Hadn’t she been pressing on the brake? She slowly lifted a bloody arm so she could turn the key. The car sputtered and died and she let her arm flop back down against her body.
Through the fog in her brain, Becca realized that she’d hit a wall—that shimmering thing above the road. Kayde! At first, Becca panicked, worried for Kayde. Had he survived?
But then, the scene of what just happened replayed in her mind. That wall, Kayde racing towards her… Tears stung the cuts on her face. That dark sound she’d heard—it had been dark music, the darkest she’d ever heard. Kayde had used his magic against her. Toby had been right—Kayde was dangerous. He’d tried to kill her!
The pain of Kayde’s betrayal tore at the delicate tissue of Becca’s spirit. A deep chasm yawned open, beckoning her towards it, offering dark comfort. In her agonized state, she didn’t resist, but let it lure her into its grasp. Becca closed her eyes and let herself go, allowing the blackness to embrace her.