Elham felt around all that she could touch, strained her ears in the silence until she could swear that the sound of her blood rushing through her veins could be heard loud and clear. She went through twenty mental exercises; breathing, counting, imagining, spelling in her head, backtracking, and so on until she began to doze off.
It felt like days had passed, but in total, she had spent barely an hour in the darkness.
“Ajax.” She whispered in the darkness not wanting to wake Arthur and Ruby. “Cassini.” She called again, poking his shoulder.
After three more tries and more aggressive pokes, Ajax reluctantly opened his eyes. Once the situation of the game sunk back into him, the panic returned.
“You can stay up, right?” Elham asked. “Or should I wake up Arthur?” She added. But in realit
