The Elite Game

Chapter 119. Phases.

As soon as she fades from view, I whirl to face Zane, still propped limply in his corner. Grasping his ragged sleeves, I tug him upright to meet my eyes, finding them startled but alert. "She said no one can enter without permission. Do you think that's true?" I ask low and urgent.

He pins me with a look, his expression blank. "Yes. But no one's going to give you the permission to walk out of here. And no one is going to save you either. Like i said, no one can find you unless they turn the whole place inside out." He mutters.

I release him with disgust, scowling.

"So you're just going to roll over and let them use us both?" I ask, my tone harsh.

Zane scoffs, eyes bitter . "I don't know what else to do, Ande. I'm trapped, just like you."

I shake my head in disgust. "Well, don't expect me to just sit back and accept whatever 'special plans' they have for me." I scan the room, searching for any potential means of escape. "There has to be a way out of this place."

Zane watches me warily