Elena's P.O.V
I woke up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest like a trapped bird desperate for escape.
Blinking rapidly, I tried to make sense of my surroundings, but the darkness enveloping the room only added to my confusion. My eyes adjust slowly to the dim light in the room, revealing the unsettling sight of dark red walls enclosing me, as if the walls itself were painted by blood.
My gaze swept across the room, taking in its sparse contents. A closet stood in one corner, its doors shut tight. The bed I lay upon was large and imposing, its black wood frame matching the somber decor. Even the silk sheets beneath me were black, adding to the oppressive atmosphere of the room. A mirror hung on the opposite wall, its surface reflecting the eerie scene back at me.
