Chapter 45: The Return of Darkness
Alex's POV
There was a chill in the air that morning. A chill that had nothing to do with the weather and everything to do with the sense of dread Alex felt creeping into her bones. She'd been waking up with that feeling for days now, that prickling instinct that something was lurking just out of sight. And today, it felt heavier than ever.
The camp was stirring around her, quiet but active, the survivors of their last bloody battle going about the fragile routines they'd built over the past weeks. She could see Mia gathering supplies with a group of others, her face set in that calm focus that had become almost second nature for her. Lila was tending to Ethan, who was sitting up now, looking healthier than he had in weeks, but still far from the powerhouse he'd once been.
