Chapter 37

Gwen

I was probably getting whisked off to Derrick's dungeon in Dycan. I almost went berserk spending a few hours in Simon's dungeon. I thought about the dungeons that awaited me. I tried to distract myself, to focus on anything else, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the dark, foreboding place. I knew it would be cold and damp, that there would be no light or fresh air. I tried to imagine what it would be like to be trapped there, to be separated from the outside world. The thought made me feel sick, and I had to fight back the urge to vomit. I was terrified, but I had to keep my composure, to stay strong. I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me.

Everything I thought I knew had been turned upside down, and I was left reeling. My head was spinning, and my heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest. How could I have been so blind, so oblivious? The betrayal was like a knife in my gut, and I didn't know how to process it. I was consumed by a whir