Chapter 47 An Old Nasty Room

• ELENA'S POV
• Darkness My eyes travelled the room, the faint light lit the darkness, and everything seemed empty, everywhere was empty. But there was something familiar with this room, it might be empty, but there was a memory to it, my brain, my whole body sensed it. And then it struck me, grey wall, concrete flooring...I was back in my room, in this old miserable house. It can't be, I searched for Antonio, but he wasn't here, and Leonardo? No, he wasn't here either. The cold breeze hit my skin harshly, causing me to shiver.
• "You are no human, Seth." A familiar voice stated. It came from around the corner. I realized I was no longer in my room, but beside my second uncle, Lornado, he held my hand in his, as I was behind him.