Literature
TBOS Finale, Part 2
Scenery blurred past them, shelves congealing into the trunks of trees, dust twisting in the air like ash from a fire. In the distance, Anna could hear the baying of hounds and the rumble of hoofs, mixed with human voices. The heavy scent of smoke stung her nostrils and made her eyes water as they ran.
The creature let out another howl, and a sensation like hundreds of red-hot needles charged up Anna’s arm. The infection, deceptively quiet ever since they’d reached the library, leaped to life and began surging through her blood once again. She gritted her teeth and held it back, even as it strained against its mental leash.
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