C55 CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE

MADELINE'S POV

I was awoken with a rough tap on the shoulder. I jolted up in surprise, my vision blurry at least. I rubbed my eyes continuously, so it could get accustomed to the dim light and see who my company was.

When my eyes cleared, I looked up and I was blessed with a lanky figure towering above my huddled frame. She was a middle aged woman with a horse whip placed on her shoulder