The cold seeped into my bones, and air forced its way into my mouth. I opened my eyes and in the dim light saw Ezra swimming while dragging me along. Black blood blossomed into the water from his wounds. Along his ribs, those scars throbbed like gills on a fish. He looked at me with those dark, dark eyes, and I faded away.

~

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed. Ezra sat by my side.

"Morning, Sleeping Beauty," he said.

He was shirtless and wearing white gauzy bandages on his arms and torso. I couldn't tell if they were stained dark with dried red blood or if they were more black in color.

"What happened?"

"You were knocked unconscious. I tried waiting for you to wake up there, but the police showed up. So I took you out a back way."

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