Zerina's point of view

The world rocked beneath me in a steady rhythm, a low hum thrumming through the seat against my spine. I blinked, sluggishly at first, until the blurred streaks of night outside the window sharpened into the passing shapes of trees and glowing street lamps.

I was in a car?

My heart stumbled into panic as memories spilled back in a rush. The bar, the suffocating air, the sudden fear that clawed at my chest before the darkness took me. My hands trembled on my lap, ...