*Sophia’s POV*

My hands were raw and blistered, and the cuts on my fingers throbbed as I scraped them desperately against the rough bricks encasing me. Darkness engulfed my senses; even the sound of my own ragged breaths was swallowed by the abyss around me. My screams had gone silent hours ago, leaving me with a rasping whisper that threatened to fade away completely. A warm, prickly feeling in my head told me it wouldn't be long before I passed out from the ...