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Chapters (58)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. A Hasty Decision
  4. A Tinge of Gray
  5. Another Try
  6. Together Again
  7. Home at Last
  8. An Uneasy Feeling
  9. Impossible to Beat
  10. Finding Her Groove
  11. A Wistful Moment
  12. Masquerade Emergency
  13. Dance Party
  14. A Twinge of Something
  15. Bittersweet
  16. Changing Times
  17. Frieda Stubbs Strikes Again
  18. Pushing Forward
  19. Underprepared
  20. Another Direction
  21. Splitting Up
  22. The Chaos before the Storm
  23. Threats and More Threats
  24. Everything Is Awful
  25. Time Ticks Away
  26. A Sacrifice
  27. Chaos Rules
  28. They Meet Again
  29. A Momentary Relief
  30. Feeling Lost
  31. A Blank Stare
  32. A Bad Situation
  33. A Touch and a Whisper
  34. Old Familiar
  35. A Team Effort
  36. Breaking Through
  37. News from Underground
  38. One Vial at a Time
  39. Willful Ignorance
  40. Catching Up
  41. Astonishing Revelations
  42. A Lucky Guess
  43. An Investigation
  44. Great Strides
  45. After the Kiss
  46. A New Team
  47. Minus One
  48. Breaking Out
  49. Waiting for Dev
  50. Waiting . . . and Waiting
  51. Feelings and Premonitions
  52. A Message from Home
  53. A New Direction
  54. A Surprise Visitor
  55. Teaming Up
  56. Acknowledgments
  57. About the Author
  58. Copyright

“It was a huge mistake,” Simber roared. “I should have neverrr let you talk me into it.”

“I suppose the alternative was better?” snapped Fifer. “Splitting up?” She knew the cheetah was right, but she didn’t like admitting it. She felt flush with guilt, even though it wasn’t her fault that Thisbe had stopped guiding them in the middle of everything with absolutely no warning. “We’ll be out of here in no time. It’s . . . it’s just a glitch.”

“Glitch, smitch,” Simber said under his breath. Fifer ignored him.

“I’m sorry, everybody,” Thisbe said, feeling frustrated and downcast. She flexed her aching joints and got slowly to her feet. “I didn’t realize that the Revinir’s roar could affect me outside of Grimere.” Remnants of frightening images still flashed before her eyes and hovered at the edges of her mind. Her heart sank. It was terribly worrisome and depressing knowing that the dragon-woman’s range was so broad. Her roar had traveled all the way into the volcano network that led to other worlds! Would Thisbe ever be able to get away from it? Wouldn’t there be any relief once they made it home?

Fifer’s mouth twitched in frustration. She wanted to lash out, to blame her sister outright so that Simber wouldn’t be so mad at and disappointed in her. But she knew Thisbe couldn’t help what had happened. And lashing out would make Fifer feel even worse in the long run, so she kept quiet and sipped sparingly from her canteen. They didn’t know how long they’d be here before they’d get sucked back down. And then what? Which portal would they try next? How long would this go on before they found their world? This wasn’t nearly as easy as Thisbe had made it out to be.

•  •  •

Tense hours passed. Gray clouds hung low above them, heavy and stifling. They could scarcely see the mouth of the volcano they’d been thrown from because it was shrouded in mist. A bit of the top of the volcano still smoldered, leaving a growing layer of smoke trapped in the atmosphere to intermingle with the clouds. It was hard to take a deep breath. There was no wind, just the occasional ripple on the water. No one noticed any movement on the mainland.