The song was an anchor in the darkness.
Raziel waited, motionless in bed, until the sounds of the sanatorium died down completely.
There were no guards patrolling the hallways, nor sisters doing rounds.
'They are waiting for me to make a move.'
The thought froze his blood, but it didn't stop him.
The parasite in his chest was an hourglass leaking its last grains of life. He didn't have time for prudence.
He slid out of bed.
He turned the doorknob slowly.
CLICK.
Raziel held his breath, listening, and peeked out.
The corridor was bathed in a pale light from the moons entering through the high windows.
He moved stuck to the wall, just another shadow among the others.
The melody was clearer now, a thread of sound guiding him downwards.
He passed by the doors of Lucian and Lara's rooms.
An instinct screamed at him to wake them up, to get them out of there.
But he had to do this alone.
