My lids parted to reveal Summer staring at me. That disgusting scent of hers was more prominent. I wiggled my nose and surveyed my surroundings. By the four squared walls, we were longer in the forest but in a dimly lit room.
I sat up and drank in everything. I was locked in a cell. The girls occupied a similar one adjoining mine to the right. In front of where the females were held captive, the males were chained to the wall.
The chains had the same glow as the bars of the cells. Years of experience taught me this was the clarification it was seasoned with a power hindering spell. The only lighting illuminating the room was a small ventilating window near the roof to the left of the chained men. The foul scent of rotten corpses hugged the air.
The familiarity of the room was enough to cause my blood pressure to rise. I swallowed and wiped my clammy palms against my jeans.
