Electric Touch

"How long does the hunt actually last?" I ask Tessa, my voice barely above a desperate whisper in the quiet dorm room. The chilling reality of what she had just explained hangs heavily in the space between our beds, pressing down on my chest and making it difficult to draw a full breath.

Tessa sighs softly, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Until they catch you," she replies. Her striking purpl