Darkness.
Not the familiar darkness Talia lived with every day.
This darkness was different.
Heavy.
Drugged.
Suffocating.
Talia drifted somewhere between consciousness and sleep, her body feeling disconnected from her mind.
Voices echoed around her.
Distant.
Blurred.
"...still unconscious?"
"Mostly."
"Good."
The words slowly pulled her toward wakefulness.
Pain greeted her first.
Her neck throbbed where the syringe had pierced her skin.
Her wrists ached.
Something cold bit into them.
Chains.
Talia's brows furrowed slightly.
Metal restraints.
Her fingers twitched.
Immediately someone noticed.
"She's waking."
The room fell silent.
Talia opened her eyes.
Sightless silver met darkness.
A strange irony.
The rogues watching her had no idea she couldn't see them.
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