*Miranda’s POV*
It was dark, so very dark. I opened my eyes but I couldn’t see, couldn’t scream as pitch black talons sank into me. The smell was that of rot and decay, the smell of death. Around me the only thing filling the void was screaming. So much screaming. It came from a distance but echoed all around me, bouncing off the cold as I blink my eyes into focus. Patting the floor around me I searched blindly for a way out, until my hands found material, ragged and caked in something thick and crusty. I pulled my hand away, rubbing my fingers together. They were wet. Covered in a thick liquid that smelt of... copper. Blood!
“Lillian!” I called out. “Lillian!” Like a cable tie around my neck, I couldn’t escape the panic that choked the life out of me. Hesitating, I reached out again, fl
