Bab 541: Awakening 3

Rosalind's chest constricted, as though a heavy weight pressed down on her. The feeling of drowning enveloped her, rendering her helpless.

Fear's icy grip clutched her heart, growing tighter with each passing moment. Desperation clawed at her, urging her to find a way to breathe, to escape the suffocating nightmare.

Gasping for air, a whirlwind of emotions swept over her: panic, confusion, and a profound sense of helplessness. Every labored breath became a battle against an invisible force, leaving her gasping for the precious air she so desperately needed.

As her vision blurred and consciousness wavered, faint voices whispered like distant echoes from another world.

Summoning immense effort, Rosalind managed to pry open her heavy eyelids. Her vision was blurred and disoriented, yet she found herself within the comforting shelter of a quaint, rustic hut.