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I sat in the corner, Crystal tight against my chest.
Bit my tongue so I wouldn’t scream when the lights flickered and then went out.
I was in pitch darkness, couldn’t see an inch in front of my face.
I forced myself to stay calm.
This might be Davit.
It might not be, the traitorous voice in my head whispered.
I ignored it, just held tight to Crystal and waited.
I heard sounds. They were muffled, which told me that there must have been some sound dampening in this room.
That didn’t matter, but my mind needed something to latch onto, so I did that.
This was an interior room, and the lack of windows proved that.
It wasn’t hot or cold, so it was climate controlled. Well-built from what I could tell.
I listened more closely, dashing off facts in my head.
And then stopped when everything went quiet.
I could hear Crystal breathing, and I used that sound to center myself.
But I heard nothing else, other than the pounding of my heart.
I stayed still, hating the darkness but also thinking it might provide some kind of protection.
I knew that it wouldn’t but still held tight to that thought and refused to let it go.
When I heard a low thud, followed by another, and another, and then the door seeming to shift on its hinges, I clenched my teeth together to bite back the scream that threatened to emerge.
But I stilled, wondering what to do.
Knowing I could do nothing.
When the door pushed open, I squeezed deeper into the corner, the darkness broken by a light in the distance.
There was a shadow, a huge one, and then, light.
I blinked rapidly and then I stared at the man who approached, hoping for some recognition.
He was tall, taller than Davit and maybe even Elias. His hair was black, his eyes so dark they looked pupilless, and his cheeks were covered with a dark beard. I froze, no sound coming out my open mouth, my heart itself seeming to pause.
“Come with me, Mrs. Petrosyan,” he said.
His voice was deep, though not intimidating, but I couldn’t make myself move.
“Now, please,” he said, with a little more urgency in his tone.
I noted the familiar accent but still didn’t move. “Did Davit send you?” I finally said.
“Not exactly,” he responded.
I stayed put for a long moment and then finally started to stand. I froze at his next statement.
