Chapter 2
I’m running down brightly lit, empty corridors. My panting and rushed footsteps are echoing along the walls. I’m desperate as I scan the white stone walls and cobblestone floor, looking for some route to divert to, a niche to hide in. I know they are after me and I’m being hunted like an animal.
A brighter light is spilling through the wall on the right and a memory of the room down there sends me into a sprinting rush, but as soon as I turn the corner, I halt, as if hitting an invisible wall, losing my footing on the corner of a stone, and trip.
I scramble to my feet, but it’s too late – I’ve been spotted. I’ve landed smack in the middle of the vipers’ nest.
A group of beautiful angels in red clothes under their sparkling armour are just as surprised as I am, but as I tak
