In the dimly lit, worn-out room, the faint sounds of muttering broke the tense silence. Lily's voice, soft and confused, barely reached Jake's ears since she was just beside her. "What.... what happened?" She murmured, her head turning slightly as her eyes fluttered open. Beside her, Everlyn groaned, her brows furrowed in disoriented bewilderment. "Where.... are we?"
Jake, who had been silently working on loosening his restraints, tensed. He glanced at them, his mind racing as he assessed the situation. "Stay quiet," he whispered sharply, but neither Lily nor Everlyn was fully aware of their surroundings yet.
As the fog of unconsciousness lifted, the reality of their predicament hit them like a tidal wave. Both women's eyes widened in horror as they took in the sight of the decrepit room, their bound limbs, and the group of thugs scattered about the area. Panic flashed across their faces, and Everlyn's lips parted, a scream threatening to escape.
