|| Lilac's POV ||

The darkness was suffocating. I lay still, my body aching, my mind a whirlwind of fear and desperation. I had to find a way out. Slowly, the sharp edges of pain began to dull, and my eyes adjusted to the dim light. The room—if you could even call it that—was cold and damp, the air thick with the scent of mildew and rust. It felt like an abandoned dungeon, the kind of place where screams would echo endlessly, unheard by the outside world.

I couldn’t tell if ...