Kimi's Perspective
The cold chair was a stark reminder of my helplessness. Rough cords bit into my wrists, binding me to the unforgiving wood. The sensation was a cruel cocktail of dread and simmering defiance. I would not give them the satisfaction of my fear. Inside, I resolved to feign ignorance, to pretend the events leading to this grim scene were lost, dissolved like a fragile dream upon waking.
Flickering shadows danced around me as Liam's voice sliced through the tension, unnervingly calm. "How do we take the power from this little thing?" His gaze, laced with disdain, fueled the fire of my anger. Standing beside him was a figure of menace, a masked man cloaked in secrecy and malevolent intent. His presence was both intimidating and utterly foreign.
The masked man leaned closer, a sinister chuckle echoing in the room and a wicked glint in his eyes. "Just going to drain all her blood, then I'll drink it," he purred, each word a chilling dagger aimed at my heart. A primal fury erupted within me, a visceral response to the horrifying reality of my fate.
In that moment, fueled by pure rage, a tiny spark of hope ignited amidst the encroaching despair. I was vulnerable, shackled, and powerless, but perhaps, just perhaps, I could find a way to turn the tables. My mind raced, plotting escape, but I knew a physical fight was impossible - not yet. My eyes darted towards the door, half-hoping for rescue, when a thunderous crash shook the room.
The door splintered inward under an explosive force, and in rushed my mom, dad, and Audrey. The sight of them, battle-ready and fierce, flooded me with unexpected relief. They stood as a united front, their faces etched with fierce determination, prepared to wage war against whatever evil stood before them.
Before I could process the sudden chaos, a rough hand seized my arm. The masked man dragged me, his intent clear. Panic surged, my heart hammering in my chest. I could not let him take me! I had to fight, to shout, to break free, but the binding cords held me captive, a brutal reminder of my powerlessness.
The air crackled as my family clashed with my captors. I could feel their frantic desperation, their fierce resolve to protect me, no matter the cost. But I remained trapped, and every instinct screamed to escape this waking nightmare before it was too late.