Zee.
The room had gone too quiet.
I could hear the pulse in my ears, steady and terrified, as if my own body was begging me to stay conscious. I lay still on the bed, muscles barely responding, mind swimming through fog.
I felt like I was floating above myself, watching this nightmare unfold like a bad movie I couldn’t shut off.
The door creaked open.
Lawrence’s voice was low and smug. “She should be sleeping now. Even if she’s awake, there’s no way she’s comprehending anything.”
Two men stepped in behind him, dressed in black suits and horrifying masks that made my skin crawl at first sight.
I wanted to scream, to beg him not to do this, but I decided otherwise on second thought. I wanted him to feel that he was right, that I had completely blanked out.
So, I lay still, my eyes
