Under the influence of medication, Giselle Lambert had been abruptly awoken by the chill of cold water, yet her mind remained in a fog.

The air was tinged with the faint scent of black cedar mixed with the smell of gunpowder, an oddly comforting combination.

Once she assured herself that she was in a safe environment, Giselle’s eyelids began to droop again as the drug’s effects intensified.

She attempted to pry her eyes open, but it was futile.

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