A violent cough ripped through the darkness as a figure jerked awake, squinting blindly while trying to piece together where he was. The air smelled damp and metallic, heavy with rust and something foul underneath it. His pulse slammed wildly in his chest as his hands brushed against cold iron bars surrounding him.
For one horrifying second, Levi thought he was buried alive.
Then reality hit him.
A strangled scream tore out of his throat, loud enough to echo through the chamber like a siren.
The people scattered around him jolted awake instantly.
"What the fuck, Levi?!" Zander barked, clutching his chest as he sat upright. "That scream came from the depths of hell!"
"Shit…" Levi panted, pressing a trembling hand against his forehead. "Have I been asleep for that long? What the actual fuck is this place?"
