Maelis POV

“You have to see this,” Melanie said, her voice low and urgent.

I followed her back into the medical suite. My legs were still a little shaky, but curiosity kept me moving.

“What is it?” I asked with a frown, looking at her serious face.

“Over here,” she said, pointing to the side table.

She had moved it into the corner, away from the door. On the surface lay a large piece of cardboard covered in drawings, circles, and messy handwriting. I stepped closer, squinting at the black marker ink.

One of the marked circles caught my eye immediately.

“Is this a map?” I asked, my brows drawing...