Fractured Voyage Logs

Normally, Sabriel would balk a bit at sitting alone in a strange man's room with no chaperone, but that's the least of her worries. There was a lot to take in- the creature, the deaths, but one thing he said made her panic. "What do you mean...they will be back soon?" She instinctively reaches for her bandolier, touching the handle of the bell though she doesn't let it ring.