Careful not to make too manyclopping noises with her heels, she struggledto walk on the fore of her feet. She squintedas a blast of cold air threw daggers at her eyes and at her nose. AAAAAAAaaaaaaghhhh a voice broke through the night.Lin flinched at the sound of a manyelling in pain, but kept her head forward andcontinued passed many little shops along thestreet; all which appeared to be shut downrather early.From somewhere she heard voices inchorus.She continued toward the end of the block. Along the way, she saw many moreshops on the street were dark inside whileremaining keepers were locking up andleaving quickly and agitatedly.
What was going on?
She askedherself. One moment, she was visiting withMara in her dress shop, and, the next, somesort of terror had taken over the town.At the cross street of Blackthorn, shestopped and barely saw dark silhouettes of more people, several blocks down, who ranthrough the street. She looked right and sawnothing but the dark, sky reaching mountains.