CONNOR POV
*Centuries- Fall out Boy*
After the Cat Sìth, I stopped counting.
Stopped counting corridors, stopped counting stairs, stopped counting how many wraiths came at us from the dark like insects drawn to a flame that had already decided to burn the world down. They lunged from alcoves, from shadows that shouldn’t have held depth, from stairwells that twisted back on themselves like broken thoughts, and I didn’t slow for any of them.
It wasn’t worth the effort.
I didn’t hesitate.
I didn’t think.
I killed.
Mercilessly. Efficiently. Without blinking.
Cain was no longer pacing.
He was unleashed.
Every movement was instinct now. Turn. s***h. Bite. Tear. Forward. Always forward. The tunnels blurred into a mess of stairs and corridors and thresholds that made no architectural se
