Cold steel manacles bit into the skin of her wrists causing deep welts to form which began to ooze a thick viscous substance. There was unending darkness every way she turned and when she opened her mouth to cry out for help, a collar was clamped around her neck. Every time she tried again to cry out it tightened until her head felt as if it might explode.
Whispers rose all around her carrying the voices of the damned.
"How could you leave us?"
"They have plans for you."
"Didn't I tell you not to hope?!"
Louder and louder until they all formed one loud continuous screech in her ears. Ari shook her head in denial wanting to plead their forgiveness knowing she'd abandoned them and now they would haunt her.
The ground beneath her disappeared and she dropped for what felt like forever, flailing hopelessly until she hit the ground on her knees. Before her was a man with icy blonde hair, his gaze commanding.
