“Hm…” Aria’s low groan echoed through the stone walls, hoarse like it had been scraped raw from her throat. Her skull throbbed, pounding violently as if her skull was struck with a mallet. Her limbs weighed down on her, and her mouth dried.

“F-fuck,” She mouthed, her lips cracked as she breathed softly.

The floor beneath her was stone, and it bit into her bare skin. Her wrists were yanked high above her head, bound tightly with iron shackles that scraped deep into her flesh. ...