#Chapter 375: I Held Out As Long As I Could

When I blinked my eyes open again, I was reclining on a leather seat with the back dropped way down. The ceiling seemed to be curved. There were other seats beside my own, similar in shape and style. Nicholas was sitting in one of them. The ritual was over, then. I didn’t feel much pain anymore, though exhaustion did weigh down heavily onto me. But where was I? And where was Elva? I wanted to ask Nicholas, but my thoughts felt sluggish. My mouth wasn’t totally working just yet. Nicholas was talking, but not to me. He had his phone to his ear. “I want a medical helicopter ready and waiting at the airport the moment we land,” Nicholas said. Airport? Oh, we were in an airplane. That would explain the curved ceiling and matching chairs. And we were set to return home the day of the ritual. I must have been passed out all of this time. But wait… medical helicopter? Had something happened to Elva?! At once, my sluggishness dissipated and I sprung upright in a panicked rush.