Chapter 64
“Wakey! Wakey!” The icy shock of cold water splashing on Ghaya’s face robbed her of breath, and a startled scream escaped her throat. She flailed against an unseen force, her mind clouded with panic. Where am I? What's happening?
As her vision cleared, she saw a blur of faces around her. The shapes sharpened, and a cold dread settled in her. Standing directly in front of her was Rylee, the young blonde woman from the diner, a judgmental smirk on her lips. Ghaya's eyes widened in recognition, and she looked around, a wave of panic washing over her. The room was cold, damp, and smelled of mold.
She tried to move, but she realized she couldn’t. Her gaze dropped to her hands, bound, and she found that they were retrained with heavy iron chains. She realized that she was in a dung
