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“We don’t have time…” I mumbled, yet I was the one who couldn’t stop kissing them, feeding off their energies.
“We missed you,” Morpheus purred against my lips.
I almost lost myself again as my tongue collided with his.
I pulled myself away. “Okay…enough,” I panted.
"Sadie..." Altair spoke hesitantly. "This place is a void."
"A void?" I repeated disdainfully.
He nodded. “Yes. A place from which there is no escape.”
So they knew? With their time here, they had figured out what being here might have meant. I blinked and cast my gaze down at the floor.
Altair’s face was stern as he lifted my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Sadie, you knew the risks. What did you do to get here?”
I still couldn’t move. I just swallowed hard and whispered, “Um...I was just trying to get to you. To get you back.”
“Sadie, you know better." Morpheus shook his head slowly. “We would not want you to risk yourself like that, Sadie. We would have found a way.”
Dominik gestured at the shelves lined with trinkets. “This witch has furnished her little pocket dimension to look like an apothecary and book shop. But that's not all...every hour or so we get swept away to a different place with no warning whatsoever. How did you find us?”
“I did a very unique spell.” I didn’t need to tell them who I learned it from. Not right now. That wasn’t important. I didn’t want to worry them. I wanted to focus on getting them out before I unleashed all of the bad news. I glanced around, taking in the interior of the shop. “And you’re right. This is exactly how Aunt Naima’s shop looked when she was alive. The mirror you were projected through was an anchor, so it’s likely the mirror is taking you to places where it was kept.”
“Where it was kept?” Altair looked perplexed.
“The mirror is magic. Probably has its own magic. It’s a family heirloom, supposedly.”
“So her spell put us here,” Altair confirmed what I already knew.
“It wasn’t intended for you. It was an accident. Mika set off the spell when she threw that glass globe at the three of you. The spell was meant for a killer vampire. I don’t know what hell my aunt Naima had in store for him in that globe anchor, but I’m almost certain it would not have been anything like her shop.”
Morpheus growled. I’d never seen him so aggravated. He was usually the calmest of the three. “We figured this much, but I still wonder if this is our fate for all the things we’ve done. Fate says we belong in a prison for eternity. Doesn’t matter if it’s on Nebulae or here, wherever here may be. This is our punishment.”
“No,” I stated firmly. “This isn’t your fate. It was someone else’s. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and its all my fault.”
“It’s not your fault.” Altair wrapped his arms around my waist. “But we were all in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
"I never thought I'd see you again. I’m going to get you all out of here. I’m going to do it now.”
Fuck whatever Finn was talking about. I had already sacrificed enough. I was going to figure out how to get my men out of here without further fanfare.
I broke off from them and raced toward the counter where the magical globe sat undisturbed as if this place was set sometime in the past before all this occurred. I gathered the globe along with some common elements from Aunt Naima’s stash to construct a new teleportation spell.
“What are you doing?” Dominik asked.
“What I said I would do. I’m going to bring all of you home.”
“Sadie, stop. What you’re doing is risky. You already risked it coming into a void like this. There is no free magic here. No energy from which to pull from.”
“Well, how will you survive if there’s no energy?” I shudddered at the thought of my men fading out of existence.
“There’s also no sense of time. I believe we’re in a loop, living the same day over and over. Each time we get swept away, it’s to a different location but we live the same moment over and over again,” Morpheus said.
I ran my fingers through my hair. “How is that possible?”
“It’s possible, because a spell like that was supposed to put someone in their own personal hell.” Dominik laughed, but the tone of his voice was riddled with panic, not amusement.
