Lara's eyes fluttered open, blinking against the harsh light that illuminated the dingy room she found herself in. Panic surged through her veins as she realized she was bound to a chair, the rough rope cutting into her wrists as she struggled against her restraints.
"You are awake," came a deep voice from behind her, sending a wave of chills down her spine.
Lara froze, her heart hammering against her ribs. Slowly, she turned her head, squinting into the light. Her gaze met the sight of a sturdy masked figure looming over her.
"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" she demanded, quivering with terror.
The masked man remained silent for a moment, his imposing stature towering over her like a dark specter. Then, with a chilling calmness, he spoke, his voice reverberating through the stale air of the room. "Don't worry. We won't hurt you if you obey."
