Wretched

~Hegatha’s Basement~

All four sub-skeletons went on high alert as a crackling portal formed in a darkened corner of the basement. Jay’s eyes would’ve widened if he wasn’t in the body of Sweeper; instead, its hollow eyes glowed a little more brightly.

But the portal appearing without warning wasn’t the most shocking thing—for through the portal he saw a familiar face, one that made him scowl as it looked down on them with little regard. Blonder hair, blue eyes, and an upturned nose with a disdainful glare.

Matheson. Bastard. He’s helping them to find me. But how? Jay thought, and the Sweepers jaw clenched in anger.

It was as alarming as it was puzzling, but none of it mattered if they found him. Jay had to move.