Chapter 289

I turned to the powerful being cloaked in a child's body, remembering why I had always hated clowns. I stood over his prone body with my fists balled and ready to beat the shit out of something that looked like a seven-year-old kid. "What did you do to my baby?"

I only meant to share information with him...Is he hurt?

Bassma sounded as if he wanted to cry.

"What in the hell did you show him?" I shouted. "He's just seven years old!"

"My life," Bassma said softly using words that were as frail and gentle as a child's.

"We have to get out of here," Alexis said, trying to wake King, but King stared blankly with his thumb jammed into his mouth.

Oni was so pale that she barely looked brown. Tears filled her eyes, and she was shaking like a leaf.

Ran put his arm around her.

"We can't leave until King guides us out," Oni said.

~*~

King lay on a wood cot covered in colorful cushions and silks. I knelt beside him, holding his hand. Oni was on the other side of the cot stroking his