Chapter 6 · free to read
To reach Tam's cell I had to pass three guard posts, two locked gates, and one corridor built to kill. So I did what only I can do. I died my way through it, one second at a time.
Death one taught me the left guard turns at the count of eight. Death three taught me the right one hums when he's bored. Each ending, a lesson.
Death five was the first gate. Death six, the second lock. I stole Orrin's hairpin for the picks and my own corpses for the timing.
And death nine — the corridor built to kill. A pressure floor over spikes. Step wrong and it drops. I had stepped wrong eight times. I did not intend a ninth.
Artwork and narration generated with AI.