"UAARRGGGHHHH!!!!!"
The scream tore through the silence like someone's soul being ripped apart. Someone was in pain. Riona froze. She knew that voice. Her brow creased, the echo of their agony reverberating in her chest. She looked around, squinting into the suffocating darkness.
"Flo? Florian?"
"AARRRGGGGHHHH!!!"
The scream came again, sharper, louder—filled with unbearable anguish. It clawed at her nerves. Her heart pounded as she staggered forward, blind and disoriented. She didn't know where she was going—only that she had to move. She had to find him.
"Florian!" she called, her voice cracking as she thrust her arms into the void. The air felt heavy, oppressive. She could hear her breath quickening. "Is that you?"
Then the screaming stopped, replaced by something worse. A low, gut-wrenching sob. The voice broke into pitiful wails, fractured and trembling.
"Please…"
