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“You’re lying,” Rune growls, his voice deep and guttural. A second later, he strikes, his fangs sinking into my neck.

The pain from the bite is overwhelming, like a hot knife through my veins. It’s more intense than when Samuel accidentally pierced me, and far worse than when he used his blade later on. Rune’s teeth dig further in, releasing a wave of agony that overwhelms my senses. I scream, but it comes out as a garbled cry.

Rune drinks eagerly, sucking at my skin in the most invasive way.

Sam, please. Save me.

Suddenly, Rune pulls away. He spits a steaming mouthful of blood onto my chest, sneering. “You didn’t tell me you were with child.Ugh.” He spits again, but this time the blood lands on the mud beside me. “Sam enjoys you like this? All used and full of some other man’s seed? You’re sickening.”

My vision blurs along the edges. I shake my head, but it’s so heavy that it simply lops to the side. “I’m not pregnant. Can’t be. No one.”

He slaps me, hard. The crack sounds through the darkness surrounding us, echoing in my ears.

Funny. I hardly feel it.

“Liar. Why must you tell fibs when I can see right through you?”

It feels like I’m sinking. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness enough that I can see the ceiling. It’sstrange, like a makeshift lean-to roof, made of sticks, leaves, and vines. Only a single sliver of light has made it through the weaved material, near the edge.

Where am I?

Rune is rambling on like a madman, but I can’t focus on his words. I’m too mesmerized by the way the leaves and vines are moving, weaving across the ceiling, cascading down the walls, twisting and turning in an ever-changing pattern.

As I look closer, it’s clear that the walls comprise nothing more than dirt and rocks.

I’m in a pit.

A grave.

Samuel. Please. Come get me.

The world goes black again, and I drift, floating.

Lost.

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