Rosalia’s POV:
For a few seconds, I just stare at Selene, dumbfounded by her request. Run? Why would she suggest that? She keeps watching us as if to see whether we’ll run like she suggested, and seems disheartened when we don’t move. Run! You need to go now. I keep looking at her, waiting to see if she’ll elaborate on her point, but she just remains standing there with her eyes fixed on where we still haven’t moved.
Why? I ask her, looking through the darkness to see if I can detect where the others have gone. Blackness envelops the room and I struggle to see a foot in front of me, never mind how to get out or find the others. Selene? What happened? What’s wrong? I said to her, no longer seeing the need to keep my thoughts to myself since my cover had been blown. Selene? I call out to
