Seraphina's POV
My eyes flew open, and the first thing I noticed was the darkness. There was not even a shred of light, not the faintest glow to give me a sense of where I was. It was as if I'd been swallowed by the void itself.
I blinked a few times, hoping my eyes would adjust, but nothing changed. I immediately started to panic, and when I tried to sit up to get a bearing of where I was, the crack of my head against something solid sent a jolt of pain through my skull, forcing me back down.
"Where am I?" I whispered, my voice trembling and muffled, as though the darkness itself was swallowing my words.
I reached out instinctively, my fingers brushing against walls on either side of me. No matter how far I stretched my arms, they couldn't move beyond the confines of what I now realized was a narrow, claustrophobic space. The air felt stale, and I couldn't shake the growing realization that this wasn't a room at all—it was some sort of tunnel.
