Muffled growls echoed around her. Scarlett slowly opened her eyes, feeling as if her head was about to explode. A sharp pain shot through her temples, and her expression immediately contorted. Every fiber of her body vibrated with discomfort and confusion.
She tried to move, but something was holding her back. Her limbs were stiff, bound. Then the memories began to return, like sudden stabs. And with them, the fear.
She wanted to scream, but her throat only produced a muffled moan. A dirty gag squeezed her lips, preventing her from doing more than babbling.
Her vision gradually cleared. The darkness gave way to a terrifying image: her companions, tied up like her, motionless, their eyes wide with panic. Some were trying unsuccessfully to free themselves. Others were just trembling.
"Grrrr...!"
