The car sped through the night, its tires slicing through puddles left by a recent rainstorm. The headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating empty roads and abandoned buildings. I sat rigid in the back seat, my hands gripping the edge of the leather seat until my knuckles turned white. Sebastian sat next to me, his face illuminated by the faint glow of the passing streetlights. His expression was grim, his jaw clenched as he stared straight ahead.
The silence in the car was deafening, broken only by the rhythmic thrum of the engine. I wanted to scream, to demand answers, but the words caught in my throat. My heart was still pounding from the chaos we had just escaped, and my mind raced with questions I wasn’t sure I wanted answered.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Where are
