Chapter 1:58 Jane of the Jungle, Xoxo Nyx

Chapter 1:58 Jane of the Jungle, Xoxo Nyx

Every bit of my fury turns to real fear, at how off everything is. I want to call out for Nicky for Alex, but I can’t.

I can’t make a single sound, and not even Sister Agatha’s shrill could blast energy into my utterly depleted body at the moment. All I can do is hold onto the thing five times my size like a runaway stallion, as the earth spins, and I pass out again.

When I come to, it’s dark, and raining. As if I wasn’t miserable enough.

Burrowing into the massive, rough tree for warmth isn’t an option, and it’s freezing. “Where the fuck is she?”

Oh, Schnitzel.

I’m on the side of a crackin mountain, in the middle of nowhere, drugged out of my mind in a mafia boss’ compound.

The Italian Mafia who literally put five bullets in my chest the last time I got mixed up with them.... just no!