Chapter 154: Ghost in the Woods

Elira

The chain sang a low, constant metallic tune whenever I took a breath. It was a small, irritating sound—metal links scraping against metal—but it managed to completely fill the silence of the stone room.

I lay flat on the narrow bed, my gaze fixed only on the high ceiling. It was cold, blank, and refused to show me anything useful.

My hands curled tightly at my sides, gripped into fists. I could feel the silver link at my ankle, heavy and cold, a ...