Darerca unconsciously positioned herself between George and the distant door Padraig was now thumping against. "He can't get out," Darerca assured George.
Padraig had come back to his body still feeling like Darerca was on his back. He had thrashed awake and fallen off the bed before even realising he was locked in the room he had imprisoned George in.
When the situation finally dawned on him, horror froze his belly.
He ran to pound on the door, slamming his fists into it. "Let me out! George, you let me out right now!"