~NYRA

“Oh goddess!” I whimpered as I took in the horrific sight before me.

My hands instantly started trembling, and I could barely remain standing as my eyes followed the moments before.

—The back-and-forth movements of a body hanging from the ceiling. A body I knew too well—Rylan!

He was hanged by his hands, and whatever they had used to tie him was burning his skin. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air, turning my stomach as terror seized me.

“H—help…” he suddenly cried ...