Morenike’s point of view
I wake up to a massive headache that threatens to split my head open. My nose flares up at the pain rushing from the back of my head that I found it almost impossible to open my heavy eyelids. I groan before reaching my hand for my head only to find both my hands restricted.
Eyes popping open, I noticed that I was surrounded by sheer darkness and only three candles slowly burning as they were the only source of light emitting in this unknown place.
My eyes trace down the white dress sticking to my body, flowing down to the cemented floor to see mysterious markings all around the floor, lurking from the darkness and a circle drawn with salt drawn around me while I was chained in between.
I squirt my eyes to look closer at the circle to figure out what the spell
