Chapter 29.

Serana POV.

Whatever happened, the night Starci came to taunt me, the dark fae and Vilkas haven’t returned. I lay there, looking up at the ceiling. The scent of dried blood, mould, and mildew fill my nose. My skin is dirty and my hair is matted.

At least I have a toilet in here and a sink, so I can have water and wash my face. I hear scurrying in the corner of the room and see a familiar little face. The only friend I have down here. A rat. Yeah, I’ve lost the plot. It will no doubt eat me if I die. Oh well, at least he will have a meal.

“Hey buddy.” I say weakly as it sits up and sniffs the air before it runs closer to me. I used to be terrified of them, but what’s the point? I’ll be dead soon.

It squeezes through the bars and into my open hand. I lift it up and giggle as it rubs its brown body against my hand.

“I will be leaving you soon. Thank you for being my friend.” I say when I laugh at myself, God, can I hear myself? Fucking hell, I’ve definitely lost it.

It squeaks as it jump