My eyes fixed on Nicholas as I crossed my arms tightly against my chest. My eyes were partially closed due to exhaustion, but I tried my hardest to remain focused.

Finally, my voice came out in a low, angry tone, because at this point, I couldn’t help it. Stress was boiling over, big time, and he was about to face reality. I could be facing a cultist who would kill me for what I was about to say next.

Logic had left the room, though, which was a shame. ...