LENA’S POV

I was still suffocating.

There was air in the room, but it was like my nose and mouth put a blockade.

My lungs burned with every failed attempt to drag air in, my chest convulsing as panic clawed up my throat.

No… not again.

Eion? That was the first thought that came to my mind.

I tried to move, but my body barely responded. My back slammed against the cold stone floor as something unseen pinned me there, pressing down on me.

But this time, the pressure wasn’t ...