Violet gradually awoke from an unsettling deep sleep, her body feeling oddly numb, as though it had been inactive for an extended period. She tried to move, but her limbs refused to cooperate, giving her the sensation of being tightly bound, though no ropes confined her. In the pitch darkness, she couldn't see anything, but she could feel the gentle, rhythmic shaking of her surroundings.
As her mind fought through the fog of confusion, she realized she was in a confined space – possibly a container box. The lack of light and the steady vibration led her to a chilling hypothesis: she might be in the cargo hold of an airplane. The thought sent a wave of panic through her. The idea of being trapped in a metal box, thousands of feet in the air, was terrifying. She tried to recall how she ended up in this situation but found her memory frustratingly blank.
