55. An Otherworldly Connection

Xenia

“Ouch!” I catch myself before swearing realizing as of late, curse words have become a frequent part of my vocabulary.

My elbow hit a hard surface. Where am I? What happened?

The room is dark and small, but there’s a sliver of light flooding through a partially opened door.

The last thing I remember is taking Andreas’ blood, then calling upon the odd purple power -- something I came up with for lack of a better name -- and feeling extremely satisfied watching him fly across the room uncontrollably. The look on his face was pure gold.

It’s annoying he’s been blessed with such handsome features. His personality sucks. He doesn’t deserve them.

And then everything went black.

Oh, my God. Demetrius. Where is he!?

I jump up in a panic wondering how much time has passed. I have to make sure he’s okay somehow.

Why am I in this room? It’s like I was hidden, and the fact I’m clueless as to my position is a bit of an impediment to my plan of finding Demetrius.

It doesn’t stop me