Caitlyn looks up as the elevator shudders, her grip tightened on the strap over her shoulder as she once again swallows her nerves.
"They?" Is he referring to Karsa and the Merchant, or to someone else? There's so much about this world she doesn't know. Viktor's been here for months, how long has this boy been here?
She glances back at him, and once again catches a glimpse of purple in his eyes. And this time, she hears a hauntingly familiar laugh.
That's not possible. Jinx isn't here. The person she's sharing an elevator with is a young boy named Five, not Jinx. She clenches her jaw and stares up through the grated ceiling of the elevator, looking for the source of the flapping wings.
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"They?" Is he referring to Karsa and the Merchant, or to someone else? There's so much about this world she doesn't know. Viktor's been here for months, how long has this boy been here?
She glances back at him, and once again catches a glimpse of purple in his eyes. And this time, she hears a hauntingly familiar laugh.
That's not possible. Jinx isn't here. The person she's sharing an elevator with is a young boy named Five, not Jinx. She clenches her jaw and stares up through the grated ceiling of the elevator, looking for the source of the flapping wings.