Book Five, Chapter 100: The Bounty
I awoke in the darkness.
In one hand, I held the plastic, fake version of the silver necklace that Clara had been wearing. In the other, I held a flashlight—one of the ones we had brought into the crypt.
As I clicked the light on and looked around, I realized there was no crypt anymore.
I was underground, and I could hear the earth around me shifting. I quickly crawled toward the exit.
No sooner had I pulled myself out of the hole and into the hallway of the underground passages than I heard the earth collapse behind me.
I found my way out of the tunnels to the large room where the caged werewolves had been, but they were gone. Logan and Avery had been cured and taken away.
I bounded up the steps and found myself in a version of the Manor house I hadn’t seen before—a version converted into a museum. None of the artifacts or exhibits had been placed yet. All I saw were empty glass display cases and placards with nothing on them.
Carousel really did reuse everything.
I left the Manor house behind and ran to the field where I had last seen Kimberly—the place she had been returned to after surviving the secret lore sequence. It had been a surreal experience to observe from my view in the theater.