Elena
I woke up to a splitting pain in my head, damp clothing, and a stinging surrounding. I tried craning my head to the side, but I couldn't. My hands, waist, and legs were tied to the chair I sat on in such a way that I couldn't even move and could barely breathe.
'Lena, where are we?'. I whimpered, finding it difficult to even speak through mindlink.
'The dungeon, obviously.'. Her reply was low, as well as her countenance.
'What happened, Lena? Why are we here?'. Silence.
Soon, everything came flooding in, as tears rolled down my eyes. I felt so empty, not the kind of emptiness you feel because you couldn't find an essential pair of socks on a Monday morning. Nor the kind you feel because your parents just relocated you to a new state while in your senior year, but the kind of
