It was the first time I truly felt time slowing down, the world spinning in a strange way, seconds stretching out as if pulling me into a vortex.
I struggled to comprehend what I was hearing; I knew Dorian was trying to talk to me, but I couldn't find the words to respond to him. Eric's unpleasant laughter before ending the call was turning into a high-pitched ringing in my ears.
"Blake?"
Dorian called my name, shaking me by the shoulders. Though I could see him, I felt paralyzed, as if words had abandoned my world.
"You have to save Alex, do something!" I finally managed to yell. Dorian seemed relieved that I could speak again.
"Look at me," he said, grabbing my chin and gently turning it toward him, so I could meet his eyes.
"Stop Eric, please," I whispered. Even my voice seemed to
