Chapter 40: Primal Instincts
(Olivia's POV)
The elevator panel lit up with the number twenty-two, the glowing digits swimming before my unfocused eyes. My limbs felt like lead, my thoughts scattered like autumn leaves in a storm.
"Where are you taking me?" I whispered, my voice barely audible even to my own ears.
The man remained silent, his grip tightening painfully around my arm as my strength continued to fade. My body burned as if my blood had been replaced with liquid fire, the drug coursing through my veins making me feel disoriented and weak.
The walls of the elevator seemed to pulse and waver. I tried again to pull away, but my muscles refused to cooperate. Despair clouded my mind as I realized how helpless I truly was. My eyelids grew heavy, and I let them close, surrendering
