Chapter 18

Abby

Voices drifted through the darkness.

Sometimes close.

Sometimes so far away I could barely tell they were real.

I tried to follow them.

A man speaking quietly.

Another voice answering.

Then silence again.

I couldn’t open my eyes.

I wasn’t sure I had eyes.

My body felt distant, buried somewhere beneath layers of warmth and pain.

For one terrible moment, I thought I was still in the cave.

My heart began to race.

The cuffs.

The needle.

The rogue.

I tried to move my hands.

Pain flared around my wrists, but there was no silver.

No metal cutting into my skin.

Something soft lay beneath me.

A bed.

I forced myself to breathe.

Diana?

Nothing.

Fear tightened around my chest.

Diana.

A faint stirring answered.

Abby.

Relief washed through me.

Where are we?

Her voice was weak.