The Haunting of Brightwood Asylum
With the binding pendant finished, Alice, Delia, Thornapple, and Isblomma hurried back to Brightwood Asylum just before dawn. Maybe it was the exhaustion, but things seemed so well in hand, they had stopped considering what could go wrong. All they had to do was slip back in, bind Lorelei to the necklace, and slip out. There was still a charge in the hand of glory, and they had no reason to worry about the asylum's wards that prevented most common casting. They never imagined that something would have gotten there ahead of them. Someone had already had her killed for what she knew. And now, they had conjured something far more malignant to make sure her secrets stayed buried.