Chapter Four

Savannah

I haven’t slept more than a couple of hours since that night. Every time I close my eyes, I see it again. The body. The way the skin looked, pale and wrong. The way the air smelled, like metal and wet dirt.

I try to tell myself it’s just shock and that it will pass.

But it’s been days, and I still can’t shake it.

My hands tremble when I make coffee. I keep checking the window, glancing t