Chapter Forty-One

Savage

“S…a…v…a…g…e…” I hear whispered as I open my eyes and realize it's dark out.

The whisper of the word “Savage” echoes through the darkness, sending a shiver down my spine. I look around, trying to discern the source of the haunting voice that seems to materialize out of the shadows.

A chilly wind sweeps through the air, carrying with it an otherworldly presence that made my skin prickle with unease. I brace myself for whatever malevolent force lurks in the darkness.

As the whispering grows louder, a figure emerges from the shadows, its form twisted and contorted in a grotesque parody of humanity. It moves towards us with an unsettling grace, its eyes gleaming with a feral light that sends a jolt of fear through my heart.

“Savage,” it hisses again, its voice a guttural rasp that seems to reverberate around the room. At the same time, I see Blake sleeping beside me like nothing is happening.

I realize with a start that Levi is in some sort of trance, oblivious to the looming thre