The bedroom had taken on full light. It was mid-morning, at least. If they hadn’t checked on her yet, they would soon. Maybe Livie would even be asking her to leave already, and she couldn’t – she hadn’t found White yet. No more thinking. It was time. She straightened up, gathered the bedclothes around her protectively, quietened her breathing. She started to concentrate on Red House, letting her sense memories of it fill her mind. It was the most likely place to start looking for him. But it wouldn’t come. It had worked with Cho, hadn’t it? You were threatened. Panicking. I can’t exactly threaten myself right now, can I? I have to learn to do this like any other Talented, not just when I’m terrified! She tried to calm down. Try again. Half an hour later she was covered in sweat and no closer. She buried her face in her hands. No, said a voice in her head sharply. Don’t be a baby. Don’t give up. Don’t get all tantrums because it’s hard. Calm down and try again. And again.
