Nora lay in her bed, the cool night air gently rustling the curtains. Her sleep was deep and untroubled, a very rare event for her since she came to this place.
Maybe it was because this particular night, the air in the room had been given a strong dose of sleeping medicine without her knowledge.
She was unaware of the shadows creeping along the walls. They moved with a silent, sinister purpose, inching closer and closer until they loomed over her.
Without warning, the shadows enveloped her, capturing her in their cold, ethereal grasp. She woke with a start, her heart pounding as she struggled against the unseen forces.
Her cries for help were muffled, and she felt herself being forced into a sack. The world around her faded into darkness, her resistance futile against the overwhelming power of the shadows.
