The young woman’s legs gave way underneath her, her body collapsing to the ground. She lay there motionless. She tried to get up, she had to get out of here, but her body refused to move. Feeling her limp body slowly being lifted off the floor. Where was she again? How had she got here? Her eyes followed her journey, entering into a room filled with hundreds of books.
Her body jerked in protest, stomach swelling with nausea. Lying innocently on a table was a long, black poker. But it wasn’t the innocence of that object that terrified her; it was the smoldering hearth beside it. Ready to be ignited.
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