From Nanny To Lady
Meanwhile, his fingers curled around Nina's neck, providing an anchor for her, whose world now consisted only of darkness behind the jet-black blindfold.
"Final beat of post one. Blind Player one hundred and eight. Handler one hundred and ten."
Arthur signaled for more. He took a deep breath, focusing his gaze on the second, longer, quieter hallway. Their footsteps echoed louder, bouncing off the wall material that seemed to absorb sound but reflect fear.
"I hear another reflection," Nina whispered, stopping abruptly. Her head tilted, trying to catch an unseen frequency. "Is there a new wall?"
Arthur stopped abruptly. He tapped the digital map panels on his wrist, watching the blue lines sud
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