For on reaching the second floor, a swishing sound came to Gerald’s ears, as of someone moving about. It fell to the ground and smoked ominously. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. Michelle’s eyes opened, her body paralyzed.
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