1 THE CRUCIBLE
A VOICE WHISPERS MY name: “Alenna.”
I try to respond, but I can’t. Besides, I don’t even know if the voice is real. It’s probably an auditory hallucination.
I have no senses. I can’t see, hear, taste, or smell. I can’t feel anything. And all around me is darkness. Blacker than any night you could imagine. I am totally disconnected from my flesh. My senses have been stripped away, like bark from a tree. My nerves are deadened, and I don’t feel hunger or...