Chapter Fourteen
Floating in pitch black. Confused. Cold. A spiking pain along the back of my skull. The taste of blood in my mouth. A desperate need to shout. The inability to summon up anything more than a rasp.
A voice reverberated through the dark void. “Calmati, calm down. Sshh.” A blanket fell over me and I started, afraid that I was about to be suffocated.
CalmatiThe disembodied voice said, “Rest. It’s almost over. He’ll be here soon.” Too weak to protest, I slumped back into unconsciousness.
Sometime later, when I reemerged, the first thing out of my mouth was “Who? Who will be here?” But no one was there to hear me. And I had the sensation of being entombed.
Still later, a harsh light shone in my eyes. An indistinct face behind the glare.
“E arrivato, he’s come. I knew he wo
