In the DarkDamian’s POVThe weight of silence was the first thing I felt. Not the nice kind that remains in the early morning, but the thick, cold kind that presses on your lungs.Then came the pain.A deep, dragging ache pulled at the back of my head, like someone had slammed me into a brick wall and left me there to rot. My wrists burned—tight, raw. I tried to move, but something bit into my skin.I blinked, my vision blurry as shadows danced above me. A dim light flickered overhead, it was one of those flickering industrial bulbs that buzzed like insects. The air had a strong smell of rust, mold, and maybe even blood.“Damian.”The whisper came from the right, rough and faint, but unmistakable.“Eliot?" I rumbled. My throat felt like it was full of sand.I slowly turned my head, and every muscle screamed.He was beside me. His hands were tied behind his back, and his legs were tied to the chair like mine. His face was bruised, one eye darkened, his lips split. But his eyes were
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