*Xander*
Henry slept, but I couldn't sleep through the screeching that was funneling through the cave's entrance. I hugged my knees and waited, and waited, and waited for Henry to wake up and explain to me what the hell was going on.
The story of what happened to Carly ran through my mind on replay, twisting my stomach into a knot. I'd tell Lena, of course, when I saw her again. I pushed the imagery out of my mind, praying to whoever was listening that I'd have a moment's peace and rest.
But there was no time to dwell, because when he did wake, I was quickly ushered back through the entrance of the tunnel without so much as a word. Pinkish light reflected off the shards of glass he'd propped along the tunnel, showing us the first glimpses of day.
“Days are short here," he said in a
