Chapter 15:
“Inquisitor, wake up.” A familiar voice called to him through the mists of sleep. “Something is amiss.” It was Dani’s voice urging him to wake.
Thaddeus cracked an eye open, and Dani’s young face filled his field of vision. It took a moment for the older man to decide what was wrong. The boy’s face was upside down. The world still swirled around his head. The angry blisters on his left hand and cheek reminded him of his recent ordeal.
He croaked, “What is it?” His throat still sore from the smoke, he found it difficult to speak the words. Unsure where he was, the room—if it was a room—was dark. He lay on what felt like a mattress. His body cried out for sleep, and his brain didn’t want to function.
“The town… the town has gone silent. After we pulled you from the flames, th
