“What?” I gasp. “This can’t be…there wasn’t a wall here before.”
Mally breathes out deeply. She walks round, her hand against the wall.
“It’s like a cage made of stone,” she mutters. “No way in, no way out.”
“What’s going on?” I wail.
“I don’t know. You’re the big thinker round here.”
My legs are too weak to hold me anymore. I fall to the ground, crying. “I’m so thirsty,” I say to Mally. “Maybe my tears…will make it…better.”
Mally kneels down beside me. “I’m thirsty, hungry and scared too, Eilla! But we have to find a way out!”
I look at her. And watch as she disappears.
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