Chapter Twenty-Six
“We should’ve taken the Chosen, too.”
“The Elders gave clear instructions that Ian Knight was not to be touched.”
Doctor Lester’s voice echoed in Elizabeth’s head, but all she caught was Ian’s name.
Elizabeth struggled to open her eyes. Her lids were heavy, as if weights were attached to her lashes.
“She’s waking up,” a voice close to her said.
She slowly lifted her head, feeling as if every joint in her body had rusted. Every twitch, every movement, took all of her focus. Even then, she moved like a sloth.
Elizabeth pried her eyes open again. The surroundings were dark, illuminated by bright orange lights mounted on the walls at regular intervals. Her lids dropped. She was moving or was being moved.
She forced her eyes open when she heard the double click, and t
