Chained Souls: Night Five {Book Two of the Chained Duet}

Night Five

I felt my eyes widen and I thought I was going to retch, honestly.
Talisen Oullette.
There was no way. It just wasn’t possible. It was sensible! Talisen had just been with me and he had green eyes and black hair—the polar opposite of this one.
“Death?” I asked hesitantly.
He gave me a confused look and I ran over ideas in my head.
One—he could be someone who just happened to have the same name as Death.
Two—I could’ve been kidnapped and he could be trying to use the name to throw him off.
Three—I was dreaming.
Out of the three, the third seemed the most plausible…but that didn’t explain why I felt as if I was getting hypothermia.
“What…What year do you think it is?” I asked tentatively.
“19—”
“Enough,” I said, cutting him off.
The nineteen was all I’d needed to hear over all.
Somehow, I’d pulled a time warp and ended up back to when my mom hadn’t known she was Pandora…which meant Death wasn’t Death yet.
I’d never asked Death about his backstory. Pain’s consisted of Calleah being his sister and being thrown to Doubt after being taken over by the demon Pain.
But Death? I knew nothing…until now.
“How do you know my mother?” I asked quickly. “Where am I? What’s the month? How close is the next town? Do you know anyone named Celfior?”
He gave me a confused look but answered my question regardless. Apparently he had decided he could trust me.
“It is August and you’re in the Amazon Rainforest,” he said, voice hesitant. “I met Jennifer when she traveled her on a trip. I was her translator. And there’s not another town for hundreds of thousands of miles. And, no.”
No town meant no way to figure things out. I would be stuck here for now.
And…maybe I would get to meet my mother if I was here.
For some unknown reason I’d been thrown back in time.
Now I just had to make the best out of it.

Good chapter, though a bit brief.

There were no typos this time, at least none I could spot.

Hope to see the next entry.