“Don't look now-” He whispers, putting his hand on my shoulder and his mouth up to my ear.

“But they're right behind you.”

I can hear the smile in his voice as I continue drawing the symbol into the sand. My hand shakes with the feeling of being watched.

_As long as I'm in the circle, they can't get to me._

Although the knowledge should comfort me, I can't shake the pressing feeling of their venomous eyes on my back. The autumn breeze sends a shiver through me. My gown, in the process of running from the palace with the king's symbol key, got a little torn up. To put it simply.

“Kennedy…” Taren bounces on his heels, “The suns almost all the way down. The circle can only hold one person for 30 minutes. 10 more to go darling.”

“You're making this harder.” I shake my head.

“Silly girl, that's my job!” He leans over, his head almost touching my shoulder.

“I didn't survive the night this long by helping people.” His words send a chill through my body and I hear him pull out his pocket watch.

“Five minutes dear.”

_Why does this symbol have to be so freaking detailed?!_

I silently curse whoever sealed the magic bonding the night to these monsters.

“Taren?” I wearily ask.

“Hm?” He chirps in reply.

“Could you bring back the day?” I sigh, “It's been night for the last 2 months.”

Taren sighs lightly, clearly putting on the act of giving a crap, “I really can't Kenny.”

I hate it when he calls me Kenny. “And why is that?”

He laughs, “Silly Kenny.” I feel his breath on my neck from behind me, “I've killed the sun.”