I woke up to the murmuring of voices that I couldn’t quite make out, and I let my eyes adjust to the dimness of the room I was being held in. I was chained to a wall and my limbs had pins and needles all over, a sign that the poison was working its way out of my body.
“Abeloth?” I asked in my mind.
“I’m here halfling, they got us bad this time,” he said, sounding groggy.
“Can you separate?” I asked him.
“It feels like I’m trapped inside you, I’m being blocked somehow,” he said as he tried to push through.
“At least we found his hideout,” I said, and Abeloth chuckled.
“Yeah, at least we got this far,” he said and lay down again.
I recognized the vampire that took me from the side of the road as he placed a chair a few feet in front of me. Even if I could kick out now, I wouldn’t reac
