Wisps of smoke fill my mouth as I inhale, grasping the edges of my lungs until I cough violently. I grope around the charred floor, blind, until my fingers brush his warm skin. Asher. I force my eyes open through the thick smoke, see him sprawled across the crackling wood floors, his eyes cloudin...
The stark white walls are blinding, and my eyes play tricks on me after staring for hours and hours. Of course, there’s nothing else to look at, not even a window in the door. Just pure, maddening white. Rupert Elder, my boss and my oppressor, told me that I knocked a man unconscious when they tr...