chapter 7

I DIDN'T HAVE TO WAIT LONG to find out, cause the next hallucination that came was indistinguishable from reality.

One minute I was trudging along the line and the next, I was swamped by a dead ringing in my skull that made me scream and fall to the ground. For the next few minutes, I wavered in and out of consiousness.

I vaguely remember them putting me in a crate filled with other items that were to be sold.

I remember the musty smell of the crate and how cramped my limbs were.

The crate stopped once- I think

Cause I remember the smell of Missy's poultice applied on my leg.

When I eventually regained full conciousness, we had arrived. My leg was healed and I was a mess.

The crate was opened by the goons and when I was let out, I stood on my feet.

I smelt as bad as the stable hand we had in the palace and I'm sure I looked way worse.

The other captives were no better.

As we had already been sold, our masters were waiting at the port of entry to collect us.

We had arrived Mistlyn, th