XV
Everything suddenly went sideways, staggering Lorcan.
Everything tilted and sent some of the others sliding. Niamh stood as
though she were unaffected, her eyes seeing something more than could be
seen. He looked at her and was afraid.
“She woke him. She woke God.” She whispered, her eyes searching the ceiling for something only she could see.
A
roar came rushing up from under them then, knocking everyone down.
Lightning cascaded from the ceiling, a waterfall of energy and light
igniting the Cells. Fire roared up from their feet, spreading quickly,
but not touching them. It was followed by a rushing wind and the thunder
grew louder.
The room continued to shift, sending them flying,
their feet out from under them. Niamh took hold of Lorcan’s hand and
hauled him up just before another clone fell past him.
“We have to get to Kean.” He cried.
“We have to leave here, Lorcan.” She whispered. “We have to flee. There isn’t much time.”
“What are you talking about?”
“There is no time! You must trust me! Kean will understand.”
Uncomprehending,
Lorcan took hold of Niamh and held her close. The feel of her against
him was enough to send him into frenzy. Quickly, they gathered those
they had freed and ran. The Cells were collapsing, the water coming up
and the wind taking on the howl of a woman possessed. The speed of the
oncoming waves washed them further down the staircases, closer to the
tunnels.
Then everything went still. The main entrance to the
Caverns stood open to full daylight. A radiant sun poured warmth into
the opening, a small pool of it growing golden in the darkness. The
water and the wind vanished. The fire and the electricity retreated. A
soft melody pulled at them, inviting them to taste the sweetness of the
world outside.
Taking Lorcan’s hand, Niamh led them out into the sunshine.
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