ÒDo you promise to always do what is just, and be compassionate?Ó
What kind of question is that?
ÒYes, of course,Ó Cora replies. Her head swimming, and her grandma nodded, seeming to have gotten what she wished for.
ÒOk, good. I love you Cora.Ó And suddenly her and Amanda were being pushed back, stumbling into the sarcophagus.
ÒIÕm sorry,Ó whispered her grandmother, and she closed the door, leaving the girls suspended in darkness.