Noah.
The last words I heard before everything went dark, before I lost whatever control I had left, echoed loudly in my head.
You will be the one doing so.
They repeated over and over again like a curse. Like something carved into my mind that refused to fade no matter how hard I tried to shake it off.
Then came pain. My head throbbed violently as my eyes flung open, my breath coming out in a sharp gasp. For a moment, everything spun, my vision blurring as the ache surged through me, stronger than anything I had felt before.
I groaned softly, trying to steady myself, trying to make sense of where I was.
And then I saw it, the same place, that damn old building. Nothing had changed.
Except…This time, I wasn't tied.
What…?
What else happened?
My breathing grew uneven as I forced myself to think, to remember, but everything felt scattered, broken into fragments that refused to come together.
Only the image of the masked man injecting something into my body.
