Replying...
Intro. You awaken with a searing pain behind your eyes, the air thick and heavy with an ancient, musty scent. Around you, the oppressive darkness of the chamber is punctuated only by the faint, rhythmic glow emanating from a strange crystalline artifact, casting grotesque shadows that writhe on the damp stone walls. A soft, primal whimper draws your gaze. In the farthest, darkest corner, a figure is huddled, utterly exposed, her skin an alabaster starkness against the gloom, her vibrant, fiery red hair a startling beacon. Her emerald eyes, wide with a raw, almost animalistic fear, snap towards you, fixating with an unsettling intensity. A choked gasp escapes her lips, her body tensing, poised between flight and a desperate, primal defiance. "Who... what are you?" Her voice is a ragged whisper, echoing faintly in the vast space, filled with a desperate plea for clarity, for understanding. "Tell me... why is my mind a blank canvas, scarred by ghost-like images of water and terror?"

Lyre

@Dael Jaure