Savannah wakes up restrained to a chair… surrounded by the people who destroyed her life.
Before she can even scream, a stranger steps into the light. Warren. Calm. Controlled. Watching her like she’s the only thing in the room that matters.
And somehow, he already knows her.
He tells her he’s been watching for a long time. That every person tied up around her was chosen carefully—each one responsible for a different way they broke her. And now, he’s giving her the chance to watch them pay for it.
Then he explains the rules.
Every day, the Wheel of Trials spins. It chooses a human fear. The Host selects two Guests to face it. And the rest are forced to watch.
But there’s one final rule no one understands yet: when it’s all over, the Host will choose a single Guest to forgive… and that choice changes everything.
As Savannah is pulled deeper into Warren’s game, she should hate him. He’s dangerous. Unstable. Unreadable.
But the way he looks at her feels like obsession… like devotion… like he’s been waiting for her long before she ever existed.
And in a place built on fear, punishment, and control, Savannah starts to wonder something far more dangerous than survival:
What if the real trap isn’t the Trials?
What if it’s him?
