Incarceron Part 70

"And why here? It's too far from the desk. There's just that light above."

They stared up at it. A narrow, faintly blue light, falling on the chair and nothing else. Barely bright enough to read by. A cold thought chilled her.

"Master ... this is not a place of torture, is it?"

He didn't answer at first, then she was grateful for his measured tone.

"I doubt it. There are no restraints, no signs of violence. Do you think your father would need to use such devices?"

She didn't want to answer that. Instead she said, "We've seen all we can. Let's get out."

It was past midnight. Her whole body was listening for footsteps. He nodded, reluctant.

"And yet this room holds secrets, Claudia, that I would give worlds to discover. Maybe it is a gateway. Maybe we are not seeing what is here."

"Jared. That's enough."

She crossed to the gate and stepped through. The cellars were still and gloomy. All the alarms were safely in place. And yet she was suddenly shaken by terrors; that dark figures were watching, that Fax was there, that her father stood in the shadows where she had stood, that the bronze gate would slam suddenly and trap Jared inside. She dragged him out so quickly, he almost fell.

Taking the Key, she tugged it out of the keyhole, watched how instantly the gate folded back with barely a clang, the chains linking themselves into place, the snails continuing their relentless slimy progress over the worn wings of the eagle.

She was silent as she followed the Sapient's dark figure through the stacked barrels, silenced by disappointment and bitter failure.

What would Finn think of her now? How Keiro would laugh in scorn and that girl would smirk. And for herself, a day of freedom left. At the top of the stairs she stopped Jared with a tug of his sleeve.

"We should go back separately, Master. We shouldn't be seen together."

He nodded, and in the dark she thought he flushed a little.

"You go first. Take care."

She didn't move, her voice bleak.

"It's all over, isn't it? Everything's finished. Finn will rot in that place forever."

Jared leaned back on the pillar and took a deep breath.

"Don't despair, Claudia. Incarceron is near. I'm sure of that."

He took something out of his pocket, and to her surprise she saw it was the tiny flake of metal from the floor in its plastic wrapping.

"What is that?"

"I have no idea. I'll use the Sapients' tower here and try a few investigations tomorrow."

"Lucky you." She turned sourly. "All I have to try is my wedding dress."

She was gone before he could answer, slipping up the stairs into the candlelit corridors, the midnight silences and whispers of the Palace.

Jared turned the tiny sc.r.a.p between his fingertips. He pushed back his damp hair and breathed out slowly. For a moment the strangeness of the room had made him forget the pain.

Now it came back, worse, as if to punish him.

FOR HOURS they saw nothing of Blaize. He seemed to vanish, but Finn had no idea where.

"There's a part of this tower we haven't found yet," Keiro muttered, "and that's the way out."

He sprawled on the bed looking up at the white ceiling.

"And that guff about the books-I don't believe a word of it."

Blaize had laughed off their questions about the Prison records.

"This tower was empty and possibly made only for these books to be stored here," he had said, pa.s.sing bread across the table that evening.

"I found the place and liked it, so I moved in. I a.s.sure you I have no idea how the images come to be stored here, and neither the time nor inclination to look at them."

"But you feel safe here," Gildas muttered.

"I am safe. No one can reach me. I removed all the Eyes, and the Beetles can't get in. Of course, Incarceron has many-ways of watching and I'm certainly under observation, as my images appear in the book like everyone else's. But not at the moment, though, because of the strange power of your Key. At the moment we are all invisible."

He had smiled then, rubbing the scabs on his chin. "Now, if I had a device like that, I could learn much from it. I suppose you wouldn't consider parting with it?"