14- The Revelation

I woke with a start, gasping for breath as I bolted upright. My eyes darted around, trying to make sense of my surroundings. But nothing was familiar. The small, cramped room where I had cried myself to sleep last night was gone, replaced by an expansive chamber that felt both grand and suffocating. The walls were lined with dark wood paneling, and heavy drapes hung from towering windows that let in only the faintest sliver of light. The ceiling stretched high above, adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to twist and turn in the dim light, like something out of a nightmare.

My heart pounded in my chest as I pushed the covers off, my feet hitting the cold, hard floor. I had no memory of how I got here, no recollection of leaving the room where Aiden had tormented me the night before. Panic set in, tightening around my throat like a vice. My breathing became erratic as I stumbled to the nearest door, my hands trembling as I fumbled with the handle.

Locked.

I pulled harder, my fing