Chapter 42 The Power Of Love

• The strange quiet of the cabin reverberated throughout the empty space as it surrounded me. Though Sebastian was unconscious and his chest was hardly rising and falling on the floor, I could feel danger approaching every moment. I knelt down next to him and gave him a quick pat on the forehead, my hand trembling. The truth of what we were facing was oppressive, yet the warmth of his skin provided some little solace.
• It would be the Collectors. The question was not if, but when.
• I applied more pressure with my palm on Sebastian's shoulder, wishing for his awakening. I trembled and muttered, "Sebastian." "Time is not on our side. Please get out of bed."