I Only Sell Murder Houses

My eyes flew open to complete darkness.

Panic made me stretch out both hands and feel my surroundings.

My fingers soon touched hard stone. The space was cramped and narrow, too small for me to lie down fully.

Delight surged through me. This was the pit Seventh Master and I had fallen into. I had escaped the Ghost Wall.

“Cough, cough.”

Seventh Master’s weak coughing came from beside me.

He was right there.

“Seventh Master, are you all right?”

“No.”