In jail.

Lisa’s stance.

I woke up slowly and tried to move, but I found myself paralyzed by fear. The room was pitch-dark and filled with the stench of death, and the air was filled with screams and the sight of dead bodies. I took a deep breath and realized that I was in an all too familiar situation. I have been here before.

‘We’re here again,’ I heard my wolf’s weak voice. I could feel her sadness.

‘Yes, I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I thought too highly of myself, believing I could escape from here.’

"I’m not blaming you, Lisa.’

‘I’m at fault. I should have listened to you...