It was another dream, Rosalind thought when she opened her eyes inside the same dungeon where she saw that woman. She could hear the same sound of water. The path leading down was slick with moss and algae. The air was thick with a dampness that easily seeped into her bones, sending shivers down her spine.
What is going on? Rosalind asked.
Why does she keep dreaming of this dungeon?
"W— Why?" the woman's voice echoed against the walls. She knew it was that woman in chains.
"Why did you do this to me?" the woman asked.
This time, Rosalind composed herself and continued walking deeper into the dungeon. She was prepared to talk to the woman in her dreams, she was prepared to listen to her.
Soon, she quickly realized that she had been walking for what felt like hours and she never saw that clearing where the woman was located. Was she wrong after all?
