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16
RURDRAX
The room felt smaller with every passing second, its confinements seeming to press in on me from all sides.
The dim light filtering through the grime-coated window only intensified my growing anxiety.
Madison had been gone for far too long, and with every tick of the unseen clock, my mind raced with more horrifying scenarios.
Why had I let her go?
Why had I not been more insistent?
The weight of guilt pressed heavily on my chest, making it hard to breathe.
Each breath was thick with dust and seemed to permeate this accursed place.
The scent was thick and ancient, reminiscent of old rotting wood and a hint of metallic tang, perhaps from the bars that had withstood time’s relentless assault.
I began to pace, the sound of my boots against the cold stone floor echoing back at me like a taunting specter.
Each step brought forth a fresh wave of regret.
The texture of the floor beneath my feet was uneven and grainy, at odds with the plush corridors of the ship that brought us here.
My mind sought an escape, a diversion from the spiraling dread.
I let it wander back to the moment Onshev had unveiled his treachery.
The cold gleam of the blaster pistol was a deadly contrast to the soft, warm hands of Madison.
The memory was clear and vivid — the way he’d flourished the weapon, its weight and potential danger evident even to someone unfamiliar with its specific design.
The distant hum of the pistol’s plasma core was almost musical, a deadly lullaby.
I could recall the metallic, sterile scent it emitted.
When he had aimed it at me, I had felt a rush of adrenaline, a mix of anger and fear.
But what would have truly rattled me was if he had shifted his aim to Madison.
In that fleeting moment, a rage unlike any I had ever known would have surged through me.
If he had harmed her, I would have unleashed a fury that even I didn’t know I was capable of.
Thankfully, Onshev was smart enough not to act on that impulse.
Aznai, although a stalwart protector, was not my primary concern.
His skills ensured his safety.
It was Madison who was vulnerable.
And I had been the one to let her go…
I shook my head, willing the memory away.
It wasn’t helping.
