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entire process. The final scroll can only be opened on New Year’s Day—symbolic of a new beginning, if you will. Given this, the first scroll must be opened—”
    “On December eleventh,” Ethan finished. Danny mumbled something under his breath, to which Ethan shrugged. “What? You can’t do math?”
    “So, what do we do now?” Nate asked. “Just sit around and wait for the world to crash down around us?
    For the first time, Dr. Fowler looked angry. Frustrated. Shaking his head, he answered, “No. No, I can’t let that happen. I won’t.”
    “What?” Danny asked through a laugh. “You plannin’ on turning into some superhero and stopping it? Whatever the hell ‘it’ is?”
    “It can be stopped,” the doctor replied. “The first scroll has been opened. There are three that now remain. Any interruption in the process will be to its detriment. If I find Bennett, then he can be stopped. It will be no easy feat, though . . .”
    He stood and walked toward the wall, his back to us. “The storm won’t be over anytime soon,” he said, turning around. “I have some thinking to do. I suggest pulling up a comfortable patch of floor and settling in. I dare say, we’re in for one heck of a night.”
    “You’ve officially lost your damn mind,” Nate said. “That’s got to be the craziest bunch of bullsh—”
    “What, we’re just gonna sleep here ?” Danny interrupted. “With no blankets or anything? And then what?”
    At that, thunder shook the entire room, silencing us. The light flickered, and seconds later, went out for good. With a click , the doctor flipped the switch on one of the lanterns he’d picked up.
    “We’re going to do all we can do, from this moment forward,” he said, his face illuminated by the soft light. “Survive.”

Chapter 3
     
    Silence enveloped the room.  Survive played on repeat in my head, and the absurdity of our situation started settling in. The six of us stared at one another for a few minutes before Nate broke the silence with a scoff and made a beeline in my direction.
    “This is ridiculous,” he said, nearly stepping on my foot once he reached the stairs. “I guarantee that things have calmed down by now.”
    “I highly recommend staying down here,” Dr. Fowler called out, but he made no move toward Nate. Instead, he only watched as Nate climbed the stairs. It must not have been too bad out there if he wasn’t dragging him back down, right? He wouldn’t possibly allow a patient to get hurt. That had to be against some kind of rule.
     I watched Nate approach the door, curious as to what would happen. Was the doctor as loony as the rest of us? Or was he right?
    The very second Nate turned the handle, the door burst open, taking him right along with it as he yelled. I shrieked and jumped to my feet, and Ethan pushed past me to charge up the steps. My heart raced as I followed him, but stopped short when he pulled Nate back toward the staircase. Between the two of them, they barely managed to pull the door shut. As Nate stumbled down the steps, panting for breath, Ethan secured the deadbolt on the door and turned back to us with wide, frantic eyes.
    “Holy shit,” Nate said with a wheeze. He leaned over to put both hands on his knees. “Son of a bitch.”
    Dr. Fowler cleared his throat. “I hate to say I told you so.” He shook his head and lowered himself to sit on the step stool once again. “Moves like that, at a time such as this, are a good way to get yourself killed. As I was saying—make yourselves comfortable.”
    Nate, who seemed to have regained a bit of his fire, stomped down the stairs and back to his place beside Danny, who clapped him on the back a couple of times. The two of them took seats on the floor, as did Haven. I followed suit, sitting down at the foot of the stairs with my back against the wall. A moment later, Ethan sat next to me, leaving only an inch or so of space between us. He looked the same as I remembered, but there