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Chapter 19

Dust

The scent of dust tickles h I don’t knohy Dust has never made me sick before

Orme feel sick My eyes are closed, but the world seeboat

I sn the bile that creeps up my throat

What… happened?

My arms hurt They’re wrenched uncoether behind htly around the biceps of each ar down behindin

I s again My throat hurts My mind is mush

“…think it’ll work?”

A deep voice seeps in through , my chin practically on my chest, but I force my eyelids open

“Are you fucking kidding? You’ve seen how obsessed they are with her They’ll do anything”

My eyelids refuse to stay open at first, but I blink harder, forcing away the burn that stings htly lit, but it feels like tootoo much of it in

“So, what? We trade one of theive themselves up like that?”

“Marcus would In a fucking second I think the others would too But it doesn’t et to all of them”

I peer up through ainst my chest as I realize why the second voice sounds so familiar