

Chapter Ten


A cold, damp sensation pressed against Gracelynn’s cheek as she slowly regained consciousness. Her head throbbed, her limbs heavy as if weighted down by invisible chains. A shiver crawled down her spine as she took a breath—musty air filled her lungs, thick with the scent of mildew and something metallic. Her eyes fluttered open to nothing but dim, flickering light. The room was small, enclosed, with