SOMEWHERE•••
***
[Violet]
I woke up on cold, hard stone.
My body was curled in on itself, arms stretched forward, legs curved upwards. My cheek was pressed to the grainy, uneven surface, and when I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the sky.
Or what passed for one.
It was a dense view of grey—like a storm had been brewing and somehow gotten stuck. The clouds weren’t moving. There was no wind, no sun and no moon in sight. Somehow like waking up in some drawing that lacked enough details.
I sat up with a groan, my joints aching. “Where the hell…?”
I trailed off, knowing that asking wouldn’t give an answer.
The last thing I remembered—vividly—was Milo. His little face. That purple glow behind his pupil. And then… this place.
Had he done something?
I swallowed thickly. It sou
