Trisha’s P.O.V:

“Trisha?

“Trisha!”

I heard someone calling my name, but the voice felt too far away. My ears felt like they were about to explode. What was that continuous shrill noise? Why couldn’t I move?

There was so much pain. My back felt like someone was pouring acid over it again and again…Why couldn’t I scream?

“Trisha! What have you done to her?”

There it was again…that voice? Who was it? Why did they sound so desperate?

“It’s not my fault she can’t handle a little heat.”

I couldn’t see…I couldn’t move…all I could do was feel…

And it hurt. It hurt so badly.

“TRISHA!”

Suddenly, the ringing in...