Amberine's breath caught in her throat, her body tensing as she heard the voice. That voice—the chilling whisper that seemed to echo from everywhere and nowhere all at once—the one that had haunted her nightmares since she'd been taken.
"I found you," it said, low and mocking. Panic rushed through her, her heart pounding in her ears. She couldn't see him yet, but she knew he was close, his presence pressing down on her like a suffocating weight.
