Nothing looked even the slightest bit out of place. The water’s surface was flat and still, without so much as a ripple to tell me Klaus had been there. I scanned the bank, looking for a blanket or pair of shoes down there. Something.
I found nothing.
A tiny idea sparked in the back of my mind. What if something happened to him? What if someone had been waiting, knowing how we’d sometimes meet down at the loch for a swim? What if…
Two things stood out to me before the world went black.
One was the sharp, screaming pain at the base of my skull.
The other was a sound I heard just before the pain overtook me.
A deep roar in my mind. Like a dragon’s.