Mina
There was another scream, followed by the sound of something—or someone—being dragged across the ground. I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed the stick and bolted out of the small cell into the hallway of the Pit where the rest of the prisoners were kept.
I gasped.
Chaos. Absolute chaos.
Rogues had broken in, not minding if their shadows darted between us. I could liken them to my world, where unhinged dogs hunt their prey. We were the prey. They knew we were not like them and wouldn't run as fast as they did. People were screaming, running, fighting, but there was no order, no hope. It was a m******e.
A slaughter.
I stopped to take in the situation. Running would be stupid. As luck would have it, I spotted Stacy. Her lithe frame was huddled against the end of the wall, and her eyes wer
