Book 10 Chapter 3: Trapped
-Phoenix- I had heard plenty of screams. I had screamed plenty myself back when I was younger, when I was trapped like this, when I was being tortured and broken. But the queen’s cries for mercy were something else. I had heard other people’s screams as well, from both those I had tortured and those who had been tortured like me. I had heard so many different kinds, but nothing compared to the queen’s. It turned my blood to ice, almost frightened me. Even though I could no longer feel anything, it was close to piercing through my dead heart. How long had I been listening to it? Days? Weeks? I had lost all sense of time in this place. Yet I wasn’t alone. I had Chris Adler here with me. In a way, I wished I hadn’t. I had learned long ago a way to delve deep into my mind, into a safe pla
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