[HOLLY’s Point-of-View]
I groaned.
I smelled rusting metal and the fresh scent of the forest around me. I smelled wet concrete and heard the splattering of the rain on the musky earth.
My eyelid flutter. Every inch of me was aching and when I moved, my ears were filled with the clanging noise of the chains I felt around my wounded wrists. The searing pain the metal was inflicting on me made my head panic. It was a silver chain! I had to remove it before the metal ate my flesh deep into my bones!
I squinted and found myself in the middle of a vast, abandoned building. The walls were filthy and covered with moss. The roof has huge holes and the rainwater entered the building, creating puddles of mud around the area.
My chest was heaving. I had to get rid of the silver chain as fast as I
