Chapter 225 The Mind Tricks

• ~ Savannah’s POV ~
• The harsh creaking of the chair reverberates through the room as I sit, bound and helpless. More hours have passed, maybe even a day or two, but I can’t tell for sure. There’s no way of knowing since I can’t see anything past these walls.
• I was left alone most of the time. Maybe twice a day, someone would come to bring me food and water. Whoever’s delivering the food was also wearing the black onyx mask, I guess Carter didn’t want me to read anybody’s thoughts here.