“Ginny, we must head back inside,” I said. But when I reached her, she did not look at me. She was staring in the direction of Briar’s Commons. “It’s there. Between the trees,” she said. “What is there?” She raised a hand and pointed, but all I could see was a fallen tree trunk half submerged in snow. I sighed and crossed my arms, trying hard to keep my teeth from chattering. “I tried to see its face, but it hid in the shadows. Wait and you might see it.” Her words made me shiver, for they were low and quiet and had a cadence of suppressed panic, as if she were gazing at a horrible sight
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