#Chapter 89: Truth or Dare

My breaths grew shorter and faster. I tried to slow them down, but I could not. I was hyperventilating and headed into full-blown panic mode. “Oh, hey,” Logan rushed to my side and wrapped his arms around me. He held my head to his chest and rested his chin on top of my head. “It’s okay. Ralph will figure out soon enough that something is wrong and he’ll find help, okay? We won’t be in here that long.” My breathing began to slow. His tight embrace was so soothing. It was just like I had felt the night before, like as long as I was in his arms I was safe. Before long, I was back to my normal level of anxiety I’d had the whole time we were in the building. “Better?” He asked. I nodded, and he loosed his grip on me. We moved to sit side by side, one of his arms still draped around my shoulder. Despite his warm arm over me, I started feeling cold and clammy. I wished I hadn’t dropped that stupid sweater. I wrapped my arms a