Cheers erupted through the air, sounding twice as loud as they had been when I had originally heard all of their voices in my head, and this time, I found that it was difficult for me to distinguish between the two. I didn’t know whether or not all of the noise was coming from inside my head, or from around me. I turned so that I would be able to look at them, noticing the way that their mouths moved, almost in sync with the way that their hands were clapping together. It felt like the darkness around us was only amplifying the sound, making it so much louder.
I didn’t spend much time looking at them, for I felt the way that Matthews’ grip around my hand tightened for a mere second before it loosened again, giving me the distinct impression that he was trying to get my attention—that was
