The Decision

The passageway yawned in front of him, damp and narrow, with air thick as dust.

Adrian staggered.

Flora caught him before he fell, her fingers pinching his arm tight. "Hey—stay with me." Her voice came out sharp, urgent. "Don't you dare die on me, Adrian."

He expelled a harsh breath, leaning into her. "Not… planning on it." But the blood seeping into his shirt spoke another tale.

Jace strode ahead, gun raised, peering into the shadows. "How much farther?"

Alice ...