Chapter 7
Kitty
Five days had gone by since Bartimaeus had been summoned. Again, Kitty had gotten little or no sleep. She had been researching both Ptolemy and Bartimaeus. Neither had been together in any of the books she had read.
There had to be a way to summon the spirit of Ptolemy. Some American Indian tribes had done it. But then again, they were never seen alive again. Maybe they had done something wrong.
Perhaps if Kitty had more trust in Bartimaeus like Ptolemy had…
Kitty's eyes slid shut. She started to lean forward. It was already past midnight—and for the fifth time in a row—she had refused to sleep. She had stayed up five days straight, trying to find a way to summon Ptolemy. But so far, no good.
Kitty tried her hardest to stay awake, but it was no use. Sleep had a hard grip on her now, and she couldn't break free. Her eyes slid shut and wouldn't reopen. Kitty's body slammed against the pile of books around her on the table as her spirit left her for the dream world.
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A/n
I know that's really short, but like I said before, times are tough. I'm lucky to have been able to have written this much. But the next chapter will be coming soon! And it's Bartimaeus!