Chapter 59: Nightmare And Safety.
Elara’s POV
Blood. Everywhere.
It soaked the walls. The floors. Dripped from the ceiling like the academy itself was bleeding. There were bodies...students I knew. Ian. Drake. Even professors. Slashed, gutted, torn apart like they were made of paper, not flesh.
The air smelled like metal and rot. Like rage.
Something moved in the corner. I turned, breath caught in my throat.
A shadow. No, not a shadow...a figure. Massive. Cloaked in darkness and smoke. Its face wasn’t a face. Just a blur of teeth and glowing red eyes that knew me. Knew what I was. What I’d done.
I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t run. Couldn’t scream.
“YOU,” it hissed. “Thief. Curse. YOU DON’T BELONG!”
Then it charged.
I shot up with a scream, heart slamming against my ribs, breath sh
