Chapter 58 Chapter Fifty Eight
- Skye
- When my eyes fluttered open, I expected darkness. Nothing. Death. Instead, I found myself lying on cold, hard metal, my body aching, bruised, but... alive.
- I blinked, my vision blurry as I tried to make sense of where I was. The sharp chill of the cage beneath me sent a shiver down my spine, and I struggled to sit up, my hands grasping the metal bars.