"Ugh," Szeina tried to make sense of her surroundings. Her eyes blinked several times before she realized that she was bathed in total darkness.
Slowly propping herself up, she heard the chains before feeling the cold metal against her skin.
"Great," she muttered.
A faint smell of old blood and something else infiltrated her nose, making her nostrils flare.
She wrinkled her nose. The sound of dripping water coming from the distance.
Remembering that she was with Yvann when she was abducted, she opened her mouth to call out to him.
"Yvann?" she whispered and then listened.
"Who's there?" A voice replied, startling her. But it wasn't Yvann's. It was someone else's.
It sounded feminine if she heard right.
"It depends on who's asking." Szeina immediately countered. She has trust issues. Her brain pictured out a possibility of the person speaking to her having an ill will and was merely trying to get information.
