"What is happening, Alice? Why are we still here?" Meg asked, her voice shaky with anxiety. The dim light flickered, casting strange shadows around the room.
"I don't understand! I'm so stressed. Are they breaking the magic?" Lily chimed in, her eyes darting nervously around the room.
"Alice, say something!" Helen yelled, clearly frustrated. She was fixing her hair while stealing glances at Elenore, who was tied to a chair, unconscious. They were all on edge, waiting for her to wake up.
"Calm down. This is black magic we're dealing with, and it's powerful," Alice replied, trying to sound reassuring, though her own voice trembled slightly.
"So what's happening then? Why are we still here?" Helen pressed, her tone growing more desperate.
"It's not working, Alice! Can't you see? We're still stuck here!" Lily exclaimed, her frustration boiling over.
