Malika's body trembled as she felt an electrifying shiver run through her body from the cold floor she was lying on. The chills quickly brought her to consciousness as her lashes fluttered open and she sat up, at first the dimly lit scenery was a bit blurry but after a few moments it became vivid.
She was trapped inside a rusted iron cage.
The walls beneath the cage, adorned with sinister tapestries depicting twisted, macabre scenes, seemed to come to life in the flickering candlelight, their figures dancing with the malice of the ages. Cobwebs, like glistening silver threads, adorned the corners, bearing witness to the passage of time and the captivity of countless souls.
