I came to with my arms chained above my head. Struggle as I might, there were magic suppressers built into the cuffs, and I couldn't wrench free. The back of my head throbbed and when I moved my neck, my hair was matted to it.

With each breath, I gusted out white puffs of freezing air, goosebumps covering every inch of skin. I was rapidly losing feeling in my extremities, and every blink was slow and sticky, frozen tears coating my lashes.

A hard blue light bathed the ...