Otis's POV

I couldn't die, no matter what I did I just couldn't die.

I tried to destroy my body through hard objects in the room, but my body healed much faster than I thought.

I tried cutting my throat with my fingernails, but the spasms all over my body made my strength so weak that I couldn't even cut open my skin.

I slumped on the ground like a stone, the hands of the abyss seemed to be touching my body, despair made my world black, and I could hardly imagine what Conrad would feel if he actually chose to come to the Dusk Pack attack.

"What should I...