This place is alive,” Sunni said in wonder. “Things are moving. Inside a painting.

The riders, clad in crimson and black, stopped to scan the maze. Blaise shrank into the hedge, but one keen-eyed hunter spied him. He raised his crossbow, took careful aim and fired.

The momentary darkness gave way to scores of small glowing lights. Blaise stepped into a candlelit room filled with people and furniture. ‘Where are we?” he asked Livia. “How can a whole other room be...

That’s where they found the skeletons. Right where you’re standing.

They inched through dense, heart-stopping darkness. In the distance was what looked like a bright white door cut out of a black wall. Sunni tiptoed towards it, puzzled by its brilliance.