Clank—!
"Nn...!?"
A loud, muffled shout echoed behind Mia, causing her to flinch briefly. But she quickly turned her focus back to the planchette, doing her best to move it.
'Why... why is it so hard to move!'
Despite her best attempts, it was as if something was preventing her from moving the plachette.
The candle before her flickered violently, casting frantic shadows across the walls as the room began to tremble.
'Come on! Come on! Come on!'
Her thoughts screamed in her head, desperation clawing at her mind.
Her breath grew shallow. Her pulse pounded in her ears. Every muscle in her body was tight with urgency.
She didn't have much time.
The candle was growing thinner by the second. Its flame wavered, shrinking with each flicker.
Then—
M.
With a sharp breath, she forced the planchette to slide over the M, muscles straining against whatever was holding it down.
Rattle—! Rattle!
