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I awoke on a cold, hard floor.

What the fuck was going on?

I'd fallen asleep in a nice, warm bed beside Amantha. Why was I asking up here? Was this a punishment because I was supposed to be on the couch?

Someone groaned nearby.

I blinked toward the noise.

As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I could make out three forms on the floor beside me. Walls and a low ceiling surrounded us.

A handprint glowed on the wooden door on the wall across from us. A lock?

What was that? Where was I? And who were these people?