I bolt upright, my breaths coming out harsh and fast. My eyes scan over the darkness, trying to find a source of light. Where am I? I can't help but wonder why there's no more moon as I look up at what is meant to be sky. I reach my arms out blindly looking for anything that can give me an idea of where I am. My right hand reaches out to the side and I touch something cool and hard. Rock. I feel the sharp edges slide across my palm. So, I can only guess that I'm in a cave.
My breathing is ragged now and I can feel a burning sensation take over my left leg. Damn that wolf. Damn him. But I am all to blame. I was the one who left The City. I was the one who went over The Wall. I am the only one to blame for my mistake all because I wanted to find something that would help my sister get better. Maybe help the lower district of The City get better. I feel a pang of sorrow stab my heart. My sister. She was barely holding on when I left and now I have no clue if she's still alive.
The burning is traveling, now to my hip. I bend down slowly, all my muscles screaming in protest as I touch the torn flesh on my left ankle. A sticky substance coats my fingertips. I shudder and suddenly a small scuffle comes from in front of me. I freeze my movements. I look up directly and see same pair of golden eyes flash and disappear. It's here. The bastard is here with me.
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Cure
Подростковая литератураWhen a sickness hits The City, 15-year-old Rain sets off to find the only thing that can save her sister's life. But when she gets bitten, it changes the course of her plans, throwing her into the world she never thought she would see. Her only hope...
