Agnes POV

When the night was over I woke up with a splitting headache and blurred vision. The floor was cold, solid and dry unlike the warm comfortable arms of the sleepy effect that belonged to the tranquilizer I had just been administered. The mist in my brain cleared after a moment and I could see that I was not by myself. Glancing to the side a little, I noticed Adrianna sitting next to me and she looked as white as a sheet with eyes rounded in fear.

“Adrianna,” I said hoarsely as I ...