"It's ok, Lucy," my mother calls out before choking on the smoke billowing out the windows. I shake my head, staring up at her. We bring her out; she would just run in, and if we held her down, it could kill her. The only option was hope for Ryker to get back in time. But time was not on our side as the fire zeroed in, and I knew it would only be a matter of time before the floor she was on was became engulfed in flames, and the floor collapsed.

"Tell Avery the witch's name is Beryl. Josie said her name was Beryl," my mother screams down...