One moment Belle was in the drawing room, and the next she had crossed into the world of the dead without even sleeping, staring up not only at the big moon but at the Grim Watchers who surrounded her. In an instant, they bound her with that same black rope the Watcher Selric had always wanted to use on her. It tightened sharply, pressing her arms together at her sides.
"We finally found the wanted," the Grim Watcher she recognized, the one she had encountered more than once, taller than the other five, said as he turned to look at Belle, who was still trying to process how this had happened.
She was in the middle of shock, barely realizing the danger she had fallen into, until the Watcher, known as Selric spoke again.
"You have been coming here in another form and running before I catch you, but now you have come back in a form you can not escape.
