Chapter 93
- Set-up
- Penelope’s eyelids fluttered open, her body shivering against the cold, hard surface beneath her. A dull ache pulsed at the back of her skull, and her limbs felt heavy, lifeless.
- She inhaled sharply, only for a foul, musty scent to fill her nostrils. The air was thick with sweat, damp wood, and something metallic—blood?