Chapter 13
Tavia remained sitting on the hard metallic floor, her eyes avoiding the immense and intimidating space in front of them. She had been prepared for things to be different from the narrow, familiar streets and windowless rooms, but this space! It was overwhelming and frightening, and regardless of what her brain told her, her senses had rebelled. To move - let alone stand and walk - seemed impossible.
So here she was, sitting and staring at the floor, not daring to lift her eyes.
A pair of legs appeared. She didn’t look up; she knew it was Spiker from the subtle, subliminal feeling of energy and danger he radiated.
He hunkered down. “Tavia, we have to go on.” She stared at his boots, at the not-that-well concealed spike tucked into them. “All this space, Tavia: you can’t let
