Chapter 15

My surroundings were foreign. I felt frightened, but not for myself.

I was desperately searching for someone in a crowded room. The walls glistened from the detailed luxurious living style. Bustling crowds and groups of people paraded up and down the rooms, dancing along to the music.

My heart pounded. My palms were sweating.

Someone was hurt. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach.

From a distance, I could hear a quiet whisper. “Elana... I need you.”<