Chapter 79

Daphne

The words of the stranger kept ringing in my head.

A catalyst? What did she mean by that? A destroyer? A trigger? I had so many thoughts swirling in my mind, but none of them felt right. Maybe she was just messing with me, but a deeper part of me believed she wasn’t lying.

If she knew my name and everything that had happened to me while she had been locked up for three years, then she knew more than I did.

Ever since that conversation, she had gone silent. No words, no whispers, and not even a faint sound from where she had been.

I tried reaching out again, but all I got was silence. She wouldn’t respond, and the others warned me not to anger her, that it would be dangerous. Everything about this place was strange. Even the people locked up here were strange.

And I was beginning to act like them.

I folded my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.

The cold floor made my entire body ache, but there was barely en