YA BOUND THE MIDNIGHT SOCIETY BOOK BLITZ INFORMATION
A prickle of apprehension scuttled up Cate’s neck. She stepped closer to Eve. When their noses were nearly touching, she stuck her tongue out. Nothing, nada, zip! Her friend seemed frozen, like a statue.
Turning in a circle, Cate’s uneasiness ratcheted up to fear. A woman was perched awkwardly with one leg on the ground, the other halfway out of the cab she was exiting. People were poised mid-step on the crosswalk, and a street performer, his mouth open, stood silently, frozen mid-song. The entire street resembled a photograph. All the people were still, petrified statues. An icy chill rippled across her skin. What was going on?
“H...H...Hello...” Her voice was barely audible. “Hello,” she shouted toward the black clouds overhead. Silence and stillness were the only things that answered. She placed a trembling hand on Eve’s red coat. The rise and fall of her friend’s chest confirmed she was alive. Out of the corner of her eye, Cate sensed movement.
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