Chapter 15

The music pounded in my ears, its thumping rhythm vibrating through the air. My head was shrouded, a blindfold preventing me from seeing the world around me. A firm hand guided me forward, urging me up a flight of stairs. Faint whispers trailed behind, their words fueling my growing apprehension.

Voice 1: "Is that her? It has to be. Look at her, so frail."

Voice 2: "She fits the description perfectly. This is going to be quite the show."

My heart raced, pounding against my chest, as we ascended further. The atmosphere shifted from lively to suffocating, the air thick with a blend of sweat and anticipation. My mind raced with questions, but the darkness obscured the answers.

At last, we reached the top of the stairs, and the sounds of the crowded club gave way to an eerie silence. The pressure of the guiding hands vanished, leaving me alone in a dimly lit room. The click of a closing door echoed in the background, sealing my fate within this ominous space.

Struggling against the binds