Elsa
I woke up slowly, my head heavy and my mind hazy, only to realise I was tied to a chair in an unfamiliar room. Panic hit me like a wave as I tried to wriggle free from the chain that bound me. My wrists, fastened behind the chair, ached from the pressure, but no matter how hard I struggled, the chain wouldn't budge. It wasn’t silver—I could tell because it didn't burn my skin—but I couldn’t understand why it wouldn’t break.
Normally, I could snap through such restraints easily, but this time, I felt powerless. If only I could see the chain, maybe I could figure out how to get free, but being blind to it made me feel even more trapped.
"Hello!" I shouted, my voice cracking in the silence. Nothing. No reply. The stillness in the room felt suffocating, amplifying the fear that was sl
