Raelynn, Sophie, Edaline, and Grady had went to visit Jolie’s wandering and then they decided to visit Brant the tried to convince Sophie to not visit Brant with him with them Raelynn had heard all the stuff about Brant but she was willingly to go for moral support, but it didn’t work so they wanted Sophie to not read his mind since the trauma and guilt of not being able to save Jolie had broken his mind it was dangerous for her to read and she agreed not to read his mind When they’d joined his side, Grady pulled the chain that hung above them, and a low chime rumbled through the house. Followed by an Endless silence. They stood there so long Sophie started to wonder if Brant was actually home. Then a deep voice called, “Come in.” Don’t stare at his scars Sophie repeated the command over and over ordering herself to obey. She tried to focus on the gray walls with the glowing blue crystals set along the stones or the four metal chairs-the only furniture in the room-that were bolted to the ground by the large silver springs but her eyes always returned to the warped, puckered dents on Brant”s chin or the red splotches and thin white lines that twisted and t Angeles their way up half of his cheek. He hacked a wheezing cough, covering his ruined mouth with a hand that was red and raw. “You brought a two new people,” he rasped when his throat had cleared. Grady wrapped his arms across Sophie and Raelynn’s shoulders and they were surprised feel that he was trembling. “Yes this is Sophie and Raelynn. They lives with us at Havenfield, now. Brant smiled making his lip fold into mottled lumps of flesh around it. Sophie and Raelynn’s eyes dropped to the yellow-orange shirt he wore, with long sloppy sleeves and a tie in the middle, it looked similar to a bathrobe. Brant coughed again “How very…unexpected.” Before anyone could reply, He pointed to the satchel Edaline clenched against her stomach. “Is that for me?” Edaline crossed the room to where Brant sat and placed the satchel in his lap.