Chapter Eight: Katya

Well, that was unexpected. I had only weakened to this point one time before, and it was my second fight against a forbidden; nearly cost me my life. Normally, the injections lasted longer than this. Why were they being so ineffective as of late?

“Katya, hey, you okay?” Killian asked kneeling on one knee next to me.

“Um, yeah,” I answer, attempting to get up, but my legs and feet had gone numb. Shit.

“Then why are you on the floor?” Killian says, really showing concern.

“Do me a favor, and push the P1 button when you get out on the fifteenth floor please,” I say moving my fingers to keep them from going numb.

“When I get out on the fifteenth floor?” Killian scoffs, “And you’re just going to drag yourself around on the floor like a dog hit by a car?”

“No, well not exactly,” I say, trying to think of a game plan.

“Either, you let me help you, or we can ride up and down this bitch all night,” Killian says, sitting down next to me.

I roll my eyes. “I was worried you were going to