Chapter 27
Darkness enveloped me into a suffocating cocoon, making it difficult to breathe. I wondered if that’s how a caterpillar felt just before it broke free from its hard prison. I had a feeling, though, that whatever I was trapped in wasn’t going to spit me out into a beautiful butterfly. I wanted to get out from within its smothering grip, but I was in too much pain to move. Even Light had abandoned me.
Where am I?
There was a sound in the distance. A voice, gentle, yet threatening. I focused on it, trying to gain my bearings. The voice cut in and out like a radio with bad reception. I told my mouth to speak, to call for help, anything. I’m not sure it responded.
Because I couldn’t do much of anything else, I submitted to the darkness, my conscience floating along on an endless
