Spellbound: The Books Of Elsewhere - Plot & Excerpts
2 5 OLIVE COULD HARDLY sleep that night. Little halfdreams of whirling stacks of books and messages written backward on mirrors kept knocking around inside her brain. Sometimes the messages said things like, The spellbook is in the bloobquepoo, or some other nonsense that was no help at all. Other times, the message said, My house used to be owned by witches! and as Olive watched, the message reflected from one mirror to another and another and another, unfurling into a huge web of repeated words. The web was tangling around her. She was stuck in it, pinned in place and unable to escape. Only the book could help her. It would keep her safe. It would save Morton. She had to find it, before anyone else did. She thrashed and kicked, her heart revving up to panic mode—The BOOK, went her heartbeat, echoing inside of her own head. The BOOK. The BOOK. The BOOK. The BOOK. Something let out a loud hiss. Olive jerked awake and found that she had been kicking wildly at the sheets. Horatio, who liked to sleep at the foot of the bed, was glaring up at her from the floor.
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