(Pamela's POV)
For months, maybe even years, Pamela could not recall the last time her surroundings were not enclosed by walls, her arms were not cuffed and sealed, her legs chained, and her sight blinded.
She thought she was going to rot away without having a chance to fight, but then to her surprise, she was given freedom, and the only price she had to pay was to partake in the Battle of Chosens.
It sounded absurd, insane, and too good to be true.
But unlike what she expected, she was given freedom and she found herself in a strange dimension called The Dimension of The Old Ones.
She heard the words of The Clown, and so many questions popped up in her mind, but there was none to answer her.
