Luna’s POV

I’m already feeling sick and suffocating in this small, dark cell. The air has become so thin that I can barely breathe properly, and my chest feels tight with every shallow breath I manage to take. My head is spinning from the lack of oxygen, and I can feel my strength slowly draining away with each passing moment.

The walls seem to be closing in around me, making the space feel even smaller and more claustrophobic. I’ve been trapped in here for what feels like hours, though I ...