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She raked her nails down his face, hoping, praying, that so to save her, but there was no traffic on the street

She struggled anew as he opened the passenger door to an old pickup truck and thrust her inside As soon as he closed the door and started for the driver&039;s side, she reached for the door handle There was none

Fear rose up in her throat,it difficult to breathe, to think

She sat as close to the door as she could get as the revenant slid behind the wheel He looked at her through soulless eyes as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a hypodered "Please, don&039;t"

Sheto a piece of wood

He held her immobile with one hand, slid the needle ho went black

Grigori! Grigori! Help h thick layers of darkness, drawn out of the abyss of the Dark Sleep by the fear and panic in Marisa&039;s voice

Grigori!

He fought against the blackness of eternity that ensnared hier than the darkness that weighed hiht press in on hiy that engulfed hiathered his power around hiht sla when his mind couldn&039;t connect with hers Panic drove him to his feet, and he left the attic and nored the pain that seared his eyes as he left the protective darkness of the attic Knowing she wasn&039;t in the house, he still searched every roohts outward again, shutting out the myriad everyday sounds that assaulted his senses His mind brushed Raht Khira, but she blocked his thoughts effortlessly, even in sleep

He paced the floor in the living roo at him Torn with the need to find her, he opened the door, but the heat of the sun, the glaring light, drove hian to set

Eyes burning, skin crawling from the brush of the sun, he went back upstairs and took shelter in their bedroo with her scent

He whispered her na him down, down

MarisaI will find you

He sent the thought outward, hoping she would hear it

He would find her He would find those who had taken her, and they would pay the ultimate price for their folly