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... light. Elara hesitated by her bed, wringing her hands so tightly her knuckles gleamed white. The faint glow of moonlight crept through the cracks in the nailed-shut windows, painting long silver stripes across the floor.
"Now," I mouthed. My heart was pounding so loud I was sure it would wake the entire dormitory.
Joan eased the door open. Its hinges whined, and we all froze. But the sound faded into silence, and no one stirred. She gave a sharp nod. We slipped into the corridor, ...
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