eadied me。
I lay back on the floor with my hand in blood and my head resting in God knows what and relearned how to breathe。 If I lay very still and didn't try and move； the feet didn't touch me； nothing touched me。 So I lay in the dark and closed my eyes and tried to use my other senses； because my eyes were useless。 I've got pretty good night vision； but even a cat needs some light； and there was nothing； nothing but the darkness。
The chains creaked as the bodies still swung heavily above me。 There were tiny air currents。 A warm drop hit my cheek。 All the movement had started fresh bleeding from someone。 I kept my eyes closed and forced myself to take steady； even breaths。 One man was screaming； 〃God； God； God！〃 over and over again； as fast as he could draw breath。 He'd lost it； and I didn't blame him。 I'd e damn close myself； and I wasn't hanging nude from the ceiling； bleeding。
Chimera's voice came out of the darkness。 〃Shut up； shut the fuck up！〃
The man stopped screaming almost instantly； but his breath came in whimpers； as if he had to make some sound。
〃Anita；〃 Chimera said。 〃Anita； where are you？〃
Even he couldn't see in the pitch blackness； and the smell of blood； sweat； and flesh masked my odor apparently。 Great； he didn't know where I was。 I wished I could think of something good to do with that information。 But I just lay in the dark on the foul floor； my hand in the pool of cooling blood； another drop of fresh； warm blood hitting my cheek； and did nothing。 All I had to do was stall until the cavalry arrived。 I'd tried talking to Chimera and that hadn't worked so well。 I'd try silence。
〃Anita； Anita； answer me。〃
I didn't answer。 If he wanted to find me he could damn well turn on the light。 I thought I wanted some light。 But then I thought maybe I didn't really want to see what hung above me in this room。 Maybe it would be one of those sights that blasts the mind； one you never really recover from。 But I badly wanted to see something； almost anything。 I lay in the dark； the way I used to huddle under the sheets as a child； afraid of the dark； afraid of what I could not see。
〃Answer me； Anita！〃 He screamed it this time； voice harsh。
A male voice from above me。 〃Answer him if you can； you don't want him angry with you。〃
Another man gave a sound like a choking laugh。 It sounded thick； as if there were blood in his mouth and throat。
The dark was suddenly full of voices saying； 〃Answer him； answer him。〃 It was like the wind had found a voice and was giving me instructions in the dark。
Another drop of blood fell on my cheek and began to slide slowly down my skin。 I didn't wipe it off。 I didn't move。 I was afraid any movement would let Chimera know where I was； and I didn't want that。
〃Shut up！〃 Chimera yelled； and I heard him move farther into the room。 The voices above me fell silent。 But I could still feel them hanging there like weight above me； like a rock ceiling pressing down on me。 I took a deep breath； let it out slowly。 My claustrophobia was trying to scream in my head that I couldn't breathe； but it was a lie。 The dark did not have weight to it； that was the fear talking。 If Chimera wanted to let me lie in the dark for the next hour until help arrived； I'd let him。 I would not panic。 It wouldn't help anything for me to start crawling frantically across the floor with feet brushing my back。 If I did that； I would start screaming； and I wouldn't stop for a long； long time。
The blood oozed along my neck into my hair； and I kept my eyes closed and concentrated on breathing shallow； quiet。
〃Answer me； Anita； or I will start cutting on the men hanging above you；〃 Chimera said。 His voice was closer； but not too close。 He was still outside the forest of hanging bodies。
I still didn't answer。
〃You don't believe me？ Let me prove it to you。〃
A man screamed； high； piteous； hopeless。
〃Don't；〃 I said。
〃Don't what？〃
〃Don't hurt them。〃
〃They're nothing to you； not your animal； not your friend。 Why do you care？〃
〃Orlando King knows the answer to your question。〃
〃I'm asking you；〃 Chimera said。
〃You already know the answer；〃 I said。
〃No； no！ Orlando knows the answer。 I don't。 I don't understand。 Why do you care about strangers？〃 The other man screamed again。
〃Stop it； Chimera。〃
〃Or what？〃 he asked。 〃What will you do if I don't stop？ What will you do if I stand here in the dark and cut pieces off this man？ How will you stop me？〃
The man was shrieking； 〃No； don't； not that； nooo！〃 The scream fell off； which meant the man was either dead； or he'd fainted。 I hoped he'd fainted； but either way I couldn't do much about it。
〃Can you taste the fear； Anita？ Roll it on your tongue like the strong spice it is。〃
Right then my mouth was so dry I couldn't have tasted a damn thing。 But I could sense their fear； smell it on them。 All of them were afraid now； fresh terror； pouring out of their skin。 〃It's easy to scare people in the dark； Chimera。 Everybody's afraid of the dark。〃
〃Even you？〃
I avoided the question。 〃I was told if I came down here that you'd let Cherry and Micah go。〃
〃I did tell Zeke that。〃
And in that moment I knew he had no intention of letting them go。 It shouldn't have surprised me； but it did。 Had I really expected fair dealings from him？ Maybe。 It offended some part of me to know that he wasn't going to do what he'd said。 It meant all deals were off。 I'd gone from having something to bargain with； to nothing。 Just on a whim； he could kill Cherry and Micah before help arrived。 My pulse was speeding up again； and I fought to keep my breathing steady。 I took my hand out of the cooling pool of blood。 I might as well move。 He'd locate me soon through my voice。
I laid my hands on my stomach and tried to think of what I could do； unarmed； against a man who outweighed me by more than a hundred pounds and was strong enough to break through brick walls。 Nothing useful came to mind。 Maybe violence wasn't the way to stall。 What did that leave？ Sex？ Sweet reason？ Witty repartee？ Dear God； a little help here。
〃You don't feel the need to talk； do you？〃 he asked； voice calmer than it had been； more 〃normal。〃
〃Not unless I have something to say。〃
〃That's unusual in a woman。 Most of them can't stand the thought of silence。 They talk and talk and talk。〃 He was sounding calmer。 In fact； he sounded like we should have been sitting across a table in some nice restaurant on a blind date。 Since we were in a pitch…black torture room with blood on the floor； the matter…of…fact voice was more frightening than the ranting had been。 He was supposed to rant and rave； but calm small talk； that was really crazy。
His voice got calmer； but it never sounded exactly like Orlando King's。 It was as if there was another voice ing out of him； another personality； maybe。 I didn't know； and I didn't care。 If it kept him from cutting people up； then yea。
〃Would you like to see your leopard now？〃 the calm voice asked。
〃Yes。〃
The lights exploded across my vision； and I was as blind with the brilliance as I had been with the dark。 I put a hand over my eyes to shield them； then slowly lowered it as my spotty vision cleared。
I was staring up at a pair of feet； legs。 My gaze went up the line of the man's body to find fresh claw marks on his buttocks and thighs。 Another drop of blood trailed from his bare foot to land on my hand。 My gaze went slowly to the next pair of legs； and the next； and the next 。。。 Dozens of men hung like obscene ornaments。 For the first time I let myself wonder； was Micah hanging somewhere in the forest of bodies？
〃Do you want to stand up or are you enjoying the view from there？〃 The calm voice spoke from only about two feet away from me。 It made me jump badly。 I rolled my head back to see Chimera standing two hanging men away from me。
〃I'll stand； if you don't mind。〃
〃Allow me to help you。〃 He pushed one of the hanging men to the side like you'd move a drape； like the pale blue eyes weren't open； staring； like the man didn't shudder as Chimera touched him。
I was on my feet； carefully avoiding the body nearest me； before Chimera could push aside another one and help me stand。 I really didn't want him to touch me。
Chimera's eyes had bled back to human gray。 His face was blank； ordinary。 That nearly diabolical smile was gone； but I wasn't looking at Orlando King either。 It was somebody else。 The question was； was the new personality going to be more helpful or more dangerous？
He pushed back the bodies like holding open a door so I could walk out。 I let him do it； but I kept my attention on him； as if I expected him to try and grab me。 I guess I did。 When I stepped out into a clear space a breath went out of me that I hadn't even known I was holding。
Chimera stepped beside me； and I moved just a little away from him。 Movement caught my attention but it was only the hanging men swinging slowly from where Chimera had moved them。 All of them bore marks of some kind； claws； blades； burns。 One of them was missing his legs below the knees。 I turned back to the man in front of me； and I knew I looked pale。 I couldn't help that。 I hadn't screamed。 I hadn't panicked； much。 I couldn't control the involuntary stuff。 I was