I hold on to the nape of Morpheus’s neck, burying my face in his jacket. Nikki and Chassis burrow into my hair. I inhale Morpheus’s scent. It’s the only thing I recognize, the only thing that’s safe. He carries me back to the well-lit room and sets me gently on the table. I can’t stop trembling. My throat aches from holding back sobs.

Ensnared