Chapter Fifty Four

There was something wrong about where she was, Elena thought. Yes, she was in the same cage that she had been tossed into, but it felt different, somehow. The air was there, but she couldn't feel it, though she could breathe. The cage felt larger than it had been when she first entered, and her friends seemed farther away than the proximity they had always shared since their kidnap. She wondered if what she was seeing was another effect of their drug. She looked around her cage and couldn't notice any difference, except it looked bigger and broader.

"Elena," a voice called her name. She looked around, first to her friends, to see if they were the ones calling her. Her friends were asleep. She looked behind her, trying to see if anyone was with them.

"Elena," the same voice called out.

"Who is there?"

Everywhere became silent at first, before a mist slowly appeared and took form and shape in front of her. A woman came out of the mist. She wore a black flowing gown