Emrys
I’m pretty sure there was an old saying somewhere that said time dragged in hell. In my opinion, that was an understatement.
In the prison that humans knew as hell, time didn’t drag, it stood still.
Each minute seemed to be as long as a day. And every one of those minutes was filled with the screams and snarls of the damned. An orchestra of pain that was never-ending and ear piercingly loud. It would be enough to drive anyone crazy.
Not that it would get a chance with us. Something else would get us first. I could already feel it gnawing in my gut. Black tendrils of the insanity that only vampires could feel.
Hunger.
It was creeping over me already. My stomach felt empty, but so did the rest of me. I couldn’t be sure how long we had been down here because time moved di
