Chapter 12: Our World

— Leia Steele —

One second I can feel the ground underneath my feet, and the next there is nothing and gravity is pulling me down, and down, and down.

At one point, I concluded that I was going to die because how often do you see a thin and frail woman survive jumping out of a window? Not a lot, that’s for sure.

But a second later I feel my knees on the ground and my hands are touching the grass as well.

Grass! I’m touching nature after months of being locked up inside!

But I don’t have the time to revel on that amazing fact because I am in a life or death situation.

“What the hell did I say about running, Leia Steele?!” The shout came from above me and I don’t need to look up to know who it came from.

It’s him, and he sounds way angrier than earlier.

The panic in me worsens and this time, that feeling of resilience or the strength that was brewing within me was no longer there.

Shit, I think I’ve just gotten myself in a far worse situation. I am so utterly screwed beyond reco