The Eye of the Architect - Lolita's POVThe maintenance shaft was a tight, rusted nightmare. Condensation dripped around me in the suffocating dark.I dragged myself forward on my hands and knees. Every movement was pure agony. My muscles burned from the near – drowning in the sealed corridor. My fingertips were raw and bleeding. The cut on my lower back throbbed with a sickening heat.The ruined liquid onyx gown clung to me like a freezing, wet shroud. I had torn the slit all the way up my hip to swim, leaving my legs bare against the jagged grating. I was exhausted and shivering. But the venomous adrenaline that had kept me alive since Lyle discarded me pushed me forward.I crawled for what felt like hours. The only sounds were my ragged breathing and the distant groans of the island’s machinery.Finally, the shaft sloped down. A faint, pale blue light leaked through a grated vent just ahead.I pushed myself toward the glow and peered through the slats. Directly below me was a room
Last Updated : 2026-03-11
