Chapter Sixteen
Stranger things
She smiled at me, and I remembered that smile. A newborn wasn’t supposed to remember anything, but the flashback from my previous dreams were so real. Sienna was so beautiful. In that moment, it didn’t matter that she wasn’t lucid, that she didn’t understand who I really was. She was finally herself—she was free.
Then she hugged me, and I smelled an earthy scent, her energy spread through my core. It was wonderful. I’d long forgotten about the dreadful smell of blood everywhere. Split seconds later, we sensed another presence outside the cell. We heard clapping and another wave of dark energy wafted around. I pulled away, seeing Baxley. He entered the cell, clapping again. Sienna inhaled sharply and took a few steps back.
His right cheek was badly burned
