Chapter 95
Adrian's Pov
The cold woke me.
Not a cozy cold. A hollow, bone-deep cold that made my teeth chatter. My head pounded. My mouth tasted metallic and strange.
I couldn't move. My wrists were tied behind me to something hard. My ankles were bound as well. Panic hit like ice.
"Pink," I whispered. My voice cracked. "Pink, where are you?"
Only my voice answered, no one replied when I called out.
I opened my eyes for the second time. The room came into focus slowly: things were clearer, in here it was cold, empty, a single bulb on the ceiling, no windows. The floor smelled like mold and rust. Somewhere under that was another smell - fear. Mine.
My mind forced the pieces together. The park. Pink and Leo were with me. A man in a gray hoodie asked for the time, touched my arm, and
