Chapter 8

Simon grinned at him, his wrists bound in thick ropes. “Took you long enough, Doctor.” Adrian’s heart pounded. “What is this? How did you get here?” Simon only laughed. “The real question is… how did you?” Memories surged forward—flashes of conversations, of moments that didn’t quite make sense. Simon had been leading him here all along. But why? The whispers in the room grew louder, their presence pressing against Adrian’s skull. And then, among them, one voice stood out—his own. “You put me here.”