Chapter 232
Katelina woke and blinked groggily. Cold air blew her hair in her face and she made to wipe it away, except that her arms didn't work right. They weren't the only thing. Her legs felt like lead and when she moved them nothing happened.
"She's waking up."
In her half coherent state it took Katelina a moment to recognize the voice. It was Kioko, the Executioner.
Executioner?
The last several hours crashed over her and she suddenly remembered. As she came to terms with the memories, she sought Jorick and found him, still unconscious, hanging over Ark's back. She forced her eyes and mind to focus and realized she was on the runway of a rural airport, draped over Kioko's impatient shoulder. Behind them was a small airplane and above them the sky was black; the stars blotted out by bright ground lights. A chilly mist gave the lights an otherworldly halo and made the air smell like damp, dead grass. Katelina shivered and wondered if she was in Iowa.