Chapter Eleven
Sayen sat in darkness. She was hot. Stripping down to her underwear had provided some relief, but not much. Though her enhanced skin provided some protection from the heat inside the box where the Shadows had put her, breathing in the hot air had raised her body temperature to uncomfortable levels.
She guessed the box wasn’t much more than a meter in every direction. The ceiling was too low for her to stand up, and the walls were too close together for her to lie down outstretched. They were made of metal, and they were warm to the touch. There was no ventilation.
That morning, when she’d arrived for work, the Minister had been out of the office. Sayen had been glad because it meant she would be left to her regular work without being interrupted to research something in p
