Yara found herself standing in an endless void, an oppressive darkness pressing in on all sides. Unseen figures loomed around her, their voices echoing with harsh disapproval.
"You are a failure," one voice hissed, cold and unforgiving.
"Couldn't complete a simple task," another voice added, dripping with contempt.
"A waste of our time and resources," a third voice chimed in, the words slicing through her like a blade.
Yara's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "I need more time," she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Just a little more time..."
"More time?" the voices mocked in unison. "You always need more time."
She clasped her hands together, fingers trembling, her entire body quivering with fear and desperation. "Please, just give me another chance," she begged, her voice barely a whisper.
