I pull the second chain off and toss it into her cell. It hits the ground beside her head, but she doesn’t so much as move. Concern creeps down my spine. I remove the third thick chain, unlocking the door to her cell and pushing it open despite the hinges arguing in protest. "Renna." I stand in the doorway. She doesn’t move, and in a sickening moment, I realise that I can hardly see her breathing in the dark. I flash my hand over the lamp on the wall, whispering an incantation that floods the cell in a dim warm light. My heart skids to a halt. She's fucking dead. She can’t be dead. An
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