Chapter 18

RISSA’S POV

The night went by like a hit summer breeze. It definitely wasn’t one of my best nights.

I was chained to the wall with cold, hard iron chains. My wrists hurt like hell. The floor was cold and hard. Discomfort was my pillow. My entire body ached like I was trampled on by a thousand elephants.

I opened my eyes, and the morning brightness made me squint. The environment was quiet and serene. I looked to my right and noticed Drax hadn’t woken up yet. His head was bowed, and his glistening dark hair covered his eyes.

“Drax!” I called to him in a whisper. “Drax!!” I called again.

He raised his head slowly, revealing his bloodshot eyes. His face was all sweaty, and you could tell that he had been crying.

“Are you alright?” I asked him, feeling concerned. He wasn’t like this last night. The last time we spoke, he said he was hearing voices in his head.

Is this a side effect of the voices he heard last night? I was confused.

“Talk to me Drax. You’re making me scared. What’s wrong?”