He looked down to see Evangeline falling away from him like a kite with a snapped string. "Evangeline!" Finn screamed. Then, without a moment's hesitation, he released his grip on the branch and leaped after her. On the clifftop, the sound from below pierced Soren's heart. He was frantically trying to saw through Poppy's rope with a knife, but his hands began to shake violently. "What was that?" he yelled. "Finn! How is Evangeline?" He roared, but after a few seconds of deafening silence, no response came. "Mr. Fawkes," Gregory said, his eyes red and his voice choked with emotion. "Mr. Lockridge and Miss Whitmore… they both fell."
Soren's hands trembled even more violently.
With a surge of desperate strength, he sliced through the last of Poppy's rope.
The coarse material scraped her skin, making her cry out in pain, but this time Soren didn't seem to hear.
He roughly yanked the rope free and raced to the edge of the cliff. "The rope! We have the rope, Finn! Bring Evangeline up!" he screamed, throwing the rope down into the void.
But just like before, it dangled uselessly. After ten agonizing seconds, there was still no movement. "Evangeline! Talk to me! I know you're alive! Yell something, tell me where you are! Finn!" he bellowed, his eyes wild and bloodshot.
When only silence answered him, panic seized Soren completely.
Without thinking, he shoved one end of the rope into Gregory's hands. "Here! Tie this to a tree!" As he spoke, he grabbed the middle of the rope and prepared to go over the edge himself. She wasn't dead! She couldn't have died so easily! She must have been caught on a ledge somewhere! He had to find her himself.
As Soren gripped the rope to jump, Gregory lunged forward, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. "Mr. Fawkes, it's too dangerous!"


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