Chapter Twenty Eight
Tyra gazed into the flickering candle flame for a long time before concluding that she wasn’t dead. She had no preconceptions, but she didn’t think that death would be like this. Contrary to how she had felt earlier, she was now glad that she hadn’t drowned. It meant they hadn’t won yet, and she could still fight them. She still didn’t understand quite what had happened to her. Had she unconsciously inhaled the pond water on purpose? Certainly, she had completely freaked out, and the thought of losing her composure so completely in front of them all, shamed her.
Tyra tried to take stock of her new surroundings. She was still stark naked and was lying on her back on a smooth, cool, stone surface. She couldn’t see her bonds, but she knew her wrists and ankles were secu
