(Sorry for not posting a new chapter yesterday or the day before. I've been dealing with some personal matters right now. The rest of the week releases will be slow till I get this resolved.)
(3rd POV)
Steph, Alexander, and Madeline are all running away from tiny devil creatures, imps they are called.
The imps' laughter tore through the forest like the chilling cries of hyenas, wild and untamed. Their small, grotesque bodies moved with an unsettling agility, darting over rocks and around trees as they pursued their prey. Each imp's jagged grin stretched wide, sharp teeth gleaming in the daylight, their cackles rising and falling in a maddening rhythm.
