Chapter 30 The Holding Cell 2

• As I took a step toward the humans, I stumbled, the knots in my stomach hardening into painful lumps. I caught myself with one hand on the ground before I fell.
• The ground shifted, and I could see the women’s faces in the dirt and rotting leaves. The soil, black and lush, shifted until I was surrounded by the faces, the eyes staring accusingly.
• "You killed me. Killed me." The accusation was soft, but powerful, the mouths yawning wide as if in horror.