Chapter 133: Leigh
Gretchen and I stood on the bridge surrounded by orange light, a black void, and that odd sensation I'd had before that I wasn't alone. My energy had seeped back into me where it buzzed under the surface of my skin, waiting.
The truth about Mom's death, the Counselor's final screams, existing in close proximity with the now faceless woman who seemed perfectly fine with killing children as long as they weren't her children made me want to puke. I jerked away from her to try to get myself under control.
Where's Tram and Lily? I demanded. Why can't I hear them?
She stood stone silent for the longest time that I thought maybe it was me who was broken, that no one could hear me.