I didn't lose time as I dashed through the corridors of the Sanctum. Thick columns loomed on both sides as I ran, blurring into the background of white walls like disappearing ghosts. My heart rattled between my lungs as my mind rekindled my memory. I have him now, Strongheart b!tch, Michael had said back in limbo as his eyes bled crimson.
I was sure it wasn't Michael who had spoken. It was someone else. Michael wouldn't say those words to me.
Panting, I turned a hard left to go down the staircase. For a bizarre second, I wondered why the hell the Ministry had decided to place their infirmary on the topmost floor of the Sanctum. It was unpractical and downright stupid. Taking three steps at a time, I dismissed the thought as it hardly mattered at the moment. What mattered was that I got
