Dark Sight by T.G. Ayer

Author:T.G. Ayer [Ayer, T.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infinite Ink Books
Published: 2017-03-28T05:00:00+00:00

Two hours later, just as Allegra was wiping her neck and forehead with the miniature towel, the door shushed open and the high priest entered her room.

As her eyes met his face, her vision blurred. Only for a moment, but it was enough.

He stood over her, his face purple with fury, perspiration dotting his brow. In his raised hand he wielded a whip.

Had Allegra's powers increased, so that she could now see future scenarios without touching? Or maybe that was just a part of her wild imagination.

Allegra wasn't certain that she was strong enough to withstand any form of torture. Still, she'd endure whatever was coming, do whatever it took to survive this, because if she didn’t live through it humanity would die.

That the little boy had displayed such strength in the face of certain death, only fueled Allegra's determination to survive and avenge him.

The high priest stood in the doorway, watching her with his beady eyes, his hands folded at his back. The muscles in his neck were bunched tight.

His face was the picture of supreme Zen, a total lie considering the tale his body told. Fury simmered beneath his affected calm. Perhaps fury at Allegra for what she’d said in front of his followers.

Allegra didn’t care. It was about time they knew the truth. If she’d had the chance, she would’ve told them much more.

The high priest drew closer, followed closely by a burly guard. He held a small silver case, the sight of which turned Allegra's stomach.

The high priest folded back the sleeves of his cloak, revealing pale arms, his skin wrinkled and papery.

For all his public oration a few hours ago, the man certainly didn't waste time with words now, standing still and fuming while the guard dropped the case on the dresser beside Allegra and turned on his heel.

He unclipped a gun from his belt and aimed it at Allegra. She’d contemplated an escape; subdue the two men and run, but doing so with a gun pointed at her head was impossible.

“Hands,” said the guard briskly.

Allegra lifted her hands and wasn’t surprised when the older man bound them tightly with zip ties.

Satisfied she was securely bound, he disappeared out of the door and returned within a few minutes, a metal foldout chair in his hand.

After settling the chair in a position facing the dresser, the guard gripped Allegra by her shoulder and pushed her toward the seat. When she resisted, he gave her a light shove, the message hidden in the movement that he wouldn't be averse to shoving her harder.

Propelled forward while facing the chair, Allegra had little choice but to straddle the seat, facing the backrest.

Removing a jagged knife from his pocket, the high priest walked around Allegra. She shifted in her seat, wondering what he intended on doing when he gripped her neck.

"Face front," he said, his hot breath trailing across her ear.

She shivered and straightened, half ready for him to plunge the blade into her spine.

Without warning, he ripped open the back of her shirt with a hard upward thrust.

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