
Sight - S1 : E8
Blocked. I hadn’t even found Lower World. Chest taut, I paced the attic. Usually, when magic didn’t work, it just didn’t work. But something else had happened tonight. Pages, rustling paper… a book? A Necronomicon? Impossible. The storm rose, howling. So Harry had a photo of a supposed Necronomicon. It didn’t mean that had been the book found on his body. “Urgh.” I stomped downstairs and booted up my computer in the kitchen. My usual sources didn’t have anything on a faux-Nec