Chapter 17

3. A Foul Night Eden collapsed onto the narrow bed. His vision was still blurred by streaming tears. Piteous sobs leaked through the door. The fear chilled him to the bone and stole all his strength, leaving him without even the energy to breathe. The muscles in his neck fluttered like the gills of a fish hauled from water, and his mind grew hazy from his ragged breaths. Whenever his heavy eyelids slid shut, Karsa’s sneering face loomed over him, trampling him in his nightmares. In his dreams, Eden tore Karsa’s face to shreds without mercy. But when he jolted awake from those gore-drenched nightmares, a more nightmarish reality greeted him.