"She's gone." Gone Gone Do they believe I'm dead? Or is there worse to come? "Sparkpaw! Are you coming?" I tear myself away from Shadowpaw's twisted and screaming body. "Yes Mintleaf." I mew. The pale she-cat nodded. "Froststar chose you for the gathering. If we want to get there, we need to leave now." "What about Shadowpaw?" I mewed. "What's going to happen to her?" An odd look came over Mintleaf. "You'll find out when we get there." She mewed nervously. "Shadowpaw! SHADOWPAW!" "Some cat! Help me!" But nothing comes. Nothing will save me now. The gathering falls deadly silent. I fall. Only it won't come.