Selene's wrists throbbed as she struggled against her binds.
Her breathing was uneven, her muscles strained, but no matter how much she fought, the ropes refused to budge.
The rough texture bit into her skin, leaving raw marks, but Selene didn't stop.
'No… I can't go back to the family. The doctor will never let me leave if he gets his claws into me.'
She kicked and squirmed, but the grip of her captor remained unyielding.
"Stop struggling, girl. You're only wasting your energy. It will be better if you take a deep breath now."
Madam Verta's smooth, mocking voice echoed beside her.
Selene glared at her.
"I'd rather die than let you drag me into hell's pit. Let go of me right now. And you should run as well. Do you think you are safe in here?"
She hissed, her voice full of venom.
Madam Verta chuckled softly.
"Oh, don't be so dramatic. You'll live… for now."
Selene's heart pounded in her chest as the familiar, sinister building loomed ahead.
'No…'
