Lyra’s POV

My head is pounding loudly as if a moving train just collided with it. I struggle to open my eyes, but it feels impossible. It's as if I'm drowning in the abyss, completely disoriented.

I try to move my hands, but they're restrained by a chair, intensifying my panic. I attempt to move the chair again, but it remains immovable.

I start to feel fear creeping up my spine. Thoughts race through my mind, The room feels suffocatingly silent.

With each attempt to break free, my heart beats faster, echoing in my ears. I can feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, I grit my teeth and focus...