(Elara)
The night swallowed me whole.
The air outside was heavier than it was in bunker. Smoke filled the air making it hang heavy and longer in my nostrils. Somewhere in the distance I could hear the sound of gunshots. It was faint and fainting like the world was breaking apart piece by piece.
The masked man moved ahead of me without hesitation, his steps were soundless against the gravel and soil. I clutched Camila’s bracelet so tightly the edges dug into my palm leaving bruises. I told myself it was to remind me she was alive but really it was to remind myself why I had stepped out here at all even after Damon’s warnings.
I shouldn’t have. Every step farther away from the bunker twisted something terrible in me, an invisible rope was pulling me back toward Damon’s voice and his pr
