AMELIA
“Amelia, can you hear me?”
Something was blocking my vision, and I had to squint away. “Get that thing off me. It’s hurting my eyes.”
“Yeah. That’s my best friend,” Theia chuckled with enthusiasm. “She’s back, bitches.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I raised my arm to block the light, but it felt heavy, something was attached to me, too heavy. I realized what it was as I looked down. “Why am I chained to the floor?”
Then I looked around when no one replied. I knew exactly what I was. This was the containment room. “Was I possessed or something?”
“Or something.” Ryden kneeled before me, but there was something in his eyes. He was worried and laced with skepticism.
“Is that blood on your shirt? Are you hurt?” I tried to reach out, and he just backed away. “You’re scare
