Faye POV
The flashlights vanished the moment we all stepped outside. Everywhere was dark. I blinked hard into the shadows, my hands reaching out blindly into the thick air.
I couldn't see a thing. The sky was completely blocked out, the trees of the backyard disappearing entirely from view.
It was like being surrounded by a dark fog.
I knew she was around because I could feel her presence and smell her scent. That familiar trail of caramel and fresh sweets hit my nose, a warm prickle of static electricity running down my arms as the pups shifted slightly against my ribs.
Then a single light came on, shining on the giant piñata I had seen earlier when I first arrived.
I was given a bat and told to beat the hell out of the piñata. Dina shoved a heavy wooden stick into my palms, her fingers guiding my grip around the smooth handle.
So I did. I pulled the bat back over my shoulder, taking a wide stance on the grass and swinging with everything I had.
