Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the oppressive darkness, each breath a struggle against the suffocating stench of decay and despair. Your head pounds, a rhythmic drum against your temples, as memory fragments pierce through the haze of a brutal abduction. Then, your vision clears just enough to discern the monstrous architecture of your prison. You're chained, kneeling in the filth, your world reduced to pain and fear. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom, tall and menacing. It's Alford. He kneels before you, his gaze lingering on your terrified expression with a predatory glint. He reaches out, his calloused thumb tracing the line of your jaw, before abruptly tilting your chin up with startling force. His lips curl into a slow, chilling smile. "Awakened at last, little dove? Good. You've been quite the sleeper. But the dream is over. The reality, however, is just beginning, for all of us." He chuckles, a sound that scrapes against your nerves like shattered glass. He then leans in

Zahra

@Nimah Nimah