As he met up with Marcus in the common room, a flurry of ideas danced in his head. “What if we go back to the attic today? I want to dig deeper into that book we found.”
Marcus, already adjusting his glasses, looked intrigued. “Yeah, the one that looked like it was made from real monster skin? I’m in! It could hold the key to understanding the creatures we draw and talk about!”
They quickly grabbed some snacks—a couple of granola bars, a bag of gummy worms, and a juice box each—before making their way up the creaky stairs. The atmosphere in the orphanage was quiet, the kind of silence that felt thick with possibilities, and Shane couldn’t help but feel like they were on the brink of something big.
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