As Jiho tried to turn the doorknob, the room spun around her, and her strength ebbed away, leaving her gasping softly.
Stumbling backward, her hand slipped from the doorknob as she lost her balance, the world tilting dangerously.
"Not now, not like this," she whispered to herself, her voice strained with effort.
Her vision blurred further as she tried to steady herself, reaching out with her wounded hand, her movements slow and uncoordinated.
As her legs gave out beneath her, Jiho collapsed to the ground with a thud.
"Ahh!" A sharp pain shot through her injured hand as it hit the floor, causing her to cry out involuntarily.
The dark spot in her vision expanded, swallowing up the light as it crept closer to the center of her sight.
She clenched her teeth, trying to fight against the encroaching darkness.
Desperate to regain control, Jiho attempted to crawl forward, but each movement felt like a monumental effort.
