Chapter Eight
Alexxia wasn’t entirely sure what woke her up. Birds? Could she hear birds chirping beyond the expansive glass windows of her sky-high flat? That was strange.
But wait... this wasn’t her bed. Her bed was soft and this surface was hard. Plus, her head wasn’t resting on one of her clean fluffy pillows, it was resting on a body. Whose body? Where was she?
Opening her eyes, Alexxia bolted upright. She couldn’t see a thing beyond the slivers of sun slicing the ceiling. The unwieldy borders of this big building were thick enough to keep out the daylight, and it looked like every window had either been boarded up with wood or covered in dense black cloth.
There were bodies everywhere, half naked and covered in blood.
Alexxia’s heart stopped. Her veins turned to ice an
