KELLAN'S P.O.V

It was all black at first.

Swirls of black made it difficult to see clearly as I walked up the stairs.

Fourth floor. I could hear their voices from the fourth floor. A cough wracked me. Violent, shaking, and racking my whole body.

My eyes burned, and my lungs felt like lead. I covered my nose and mouth with one hand while bracing the other on the railing as I willed my feet to move faster.

Instead of giving in to the suffocating air of black that seemed to be ...