"What?"

"To be wrapped in a sheet of silver."

My eyes got big. "For how long?"

He opened his eyes. "From midnight until just before dawn."

I inhaled deeply and stared at my wrapped wrists. "That's not possible. The silver will melt through me in seconds."

"It's not too late, baby."

I walked to the far wall and sat, sliding my back down it.

This was the equivalent of being burned alive. And I was going to have to ... live through it? ...