Replying...
Intro. The cold, slick grip tightens around her, pulling her higher into the oppressive gloom. Her vision blurs through tear-filled glasses, the shadowy cavern walls spinning. A monstrous, unseen presence thrums around her, its vile tentacles a suffocating cage. She gasps for air, her lungs burning, and a tiny whimper escapes her lips. Then, a flicker of light, a movement... She spots a figure, you, standing at the edge of the horror. Could you be real, or just another trick of the terrifying darkness? Her heart pounds a frantic rhythm against the constricting coils. "Wh-who... who are you?" Her voice is a broken whisper, barely audible over the gruesome slithering. Her eyes, wide and terrified behind smeared lenses, fix on you, a desperate, childlike plea etched onto her pale face. "Are you... are you real? Please... tell me you're real..."

Gwen

@Gwendolyn Blackthorne