Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Nightmare Brought to Life

Carrigan

There was a 100% chance my leg was broken, but I was trying not to focus on the pain. I held in screams each time I took another step, limping my way through the darkened barrels and tanks as tears fell from my face.

Even though it had been years, the path was still very clear. It was almost as if it was illuminated for me.

I was trying not to look back, but I couldn’t guess how far—or how close—Princeton was to me.

I felt an overwhelming sense of Déjà vu overtaking me, my brain screeching for me to pay attention. I’d seen this before but didn’t know where or why.

“Caaaaaarriiigaaaannnn.” His sick voice sang out like a song, reverberating around me.