I walked through the dark, eerie expanse of the warehouse, my footsteps echoing off the cracked concrete floors.
My hands gripped the list Jenny had given me, the words blurring slightly as I tried to keep my thoughts focused.
Scavenger hunt, my foot.
This wasn’t some game. It was a twisted, elaborate scheme meant to break us down, humiliate us, and test us in ways I didn’t even want to imagine.
Why had Jenny gone this far? Why orchestrate something like this? And why the hell did she think she could just drag Elvis and me into some stupid trial without any consequences?
I was furious, my blood boiling with every step I took. It felt like I was walking through a maze, my senses overwhelmed by the smell of rust and old wood.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Elvis’ number. He had
