The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

opposite direction.
She is this way.
How do you know?
The footsteps were bait.
We reached a pair of carved wooden doors beneath a faded brass cross.
The old chapel.
Dante pushed one door open.
Moonlight spilled through narrow stained-glass windows, laying broken colors across dusty pews.
For a moment, I saw nothing.
Then Mrs. Alvarez rose behind the altar.
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