Sophie POV

Cold hands and a wet cloth covered my face as I struggled to escape the death grip. Dex called to me, and I tried to tell him to run, but it was too late. He was caught, and I was out cold.

Dex POV

I tried to go talk to Sophie, but three black figures greeted me icily. Someone grabbed me and I heard a warning from Sophie's voice, but she wasn't speaking. Her mouth was covered, but she called out. Telepathy.

That was my last thought before I blacked out.