Zoey's POV
I open my eyes and look around.
The Warden came for me ... he did something, he changed something in my life, and I do not know what that was ...
I wish I could find Chloe or Leigh or the boys. I stand up in the stark white room and walk over to the door. Before I can even process a thought, I start pounding on it with as much force as I possibly can. I scream as loud as my voice allows and look down.
My hands are bleeding.
"Let me see my damn sister!" I roar, batting the door harder and harder, watching as the crimson blood stains my white attire. "Let me out of here!"
"Alright, if you must ..." I hear Eragon's voice say.
"Eragon! Thank the gods you're alright!" I exclaim, wishing I could see him through the door.
"Are you okay, Zoey? I'm looking for a key ..." he says.
"No, I'm not. Have you heard from or seen Chloe or Leigh or Element?"
"No ... I was wondering if you had," he says.
"No, Gordon asked me if I'd met the Warden, there was a bright flash of light and I was knocked out, and that's the last thing I remember. How long was I out?"
"I think a couple days. I tried reaching you ..." The door opens and I am face-to-face with him. His eyes brighten at the sight of me, and I feel as if everything is going to be alright now.
"Zoey."
He rushes in and wraps me up in a kiss, arms strongly around me, holding me close to his heart, to him. I feel like regardless of what happens, I am going to be okay now. Eragon is here, and together, we will find the others.
He kisses me deeply and pulls back so we can look into each other's eyes.
"I love you so much," I whisper.
"I love you, too," he says.
And that's when he stabs me in the back.
