When I finally gathered enough strength to look around, I realized that I was no longer on the school campus. The air was damp and moist. All I could see was the rocky interior in the faint light.
A groan left my lips as I tried to raise myself. I had barely moved an inch before my body went limp again.
“Don’t move,” Stella’s voice sounded to my right. I turned my head to find that her dressed in a strange black gown; her expression was dead serious. She kneeled beside me and placed her hand on my shoulder. “Do you trust me, Miraya?”
I tried to reply, but my mouth felt drier than sawdust. My lips parted, but all that left my lips was a soft gust of air. With a groan, I nodded.
“Leave everything to me and relax. I promise that you will recover soon.” A strange sense of warmth flowed
