Emily’s POV:
My fingernails are raw and I can feel the blood on them. I have managed to pry the covering off of the vent after at least a hundred tries. I have climbed the walls using the ridges as my leverage points and finding holes to give me more of a boost. I lay on the floor, staring at the light bulb that seems to be taunting me. My body begs me to take a rest but I know that I need to keep trying. My healing has slowed with the excessive amount of wolfsbane that I have been exposed to over the amount of time that I have been down here.
I have this feeling in my chest that something is happening that I need to get out of here to help with. I can’t explain it, but it kind of feels like my heart is being ripped out. I force myself to get off the floor and climb the wall. My foot sl
