CHAPTER 94

  Raleigh

  "I spy with my little eye, something...red."

  "...Blood?"

  "Yes..."

  "My turn. I spy with my little eye, something also red."

  "...Blood?"

  "Ah...yes."

  I rolled my eyes and craned my neck, wincing when I thought my skin would rip apart from the stretch.

  Cindy was hanging right next to me, stripped and equally as bored. I don't know how long Greg had kept us in, whatever this place was, but I felt a void carefully being crafted inside of me. Lune wasn't responding to any of my attempts to talk to her, which made my stomach churn. Was she mad at me? Was she giving me the silent treatment?

  I forced some blue light from my fingers, but it was as if my blood had turned into pudding. It circulated slowly around my body, forcing all my power to sit in a pit in my stomach, a watery, nauseating pit.