Chapter 13
SEREH
The blackness was complete. Not even Arrow’s glowing yellow eyes penetrated the gloom of the cave.
It felt like she’d stepped into the darkest day of the Long Night.
Her every sense was straining. She could smell and hear nothing.
The only thing she could feel was Arrow’s fur beneath her fingers and the rocky surface underneath her.
The air was stale. She dared not move in case she tripped over an upturned rock or spear of ice.
She was trapped and had no idea how large or small the cave was. Her breathing was ragged. She needed to calm down, or she’d use up what precious air there was. She needed to focus. She needed to rescue Erann. She needed help.
‘Oh, Erann,’ she whispered over and over again. She relived the moment he’d been devoured by the snow. She could hear his final, terrified cry on endless repeat.
She couldn’t think about that. She needed to think about getting out of the cave.
She felt Arrow begin to walk away from under her hand. She made a grab for her fur, but Arrow was too fast. Sereh was left clutching nothing.
She screamed.
She was alone.
She was terrified.