Capítulo 45: The Maze Of Illusion

She began her new day standing up, surrounded by cold darkness and stale, dusty air.

Her feet touched something, and she flinched, causing a lurching shudder. She fell down at the sudden movement and shuffled backward on her hands and feet as she touched something which she might describe as cold sweaty flesh.

Drops of sweat beaded her forehead despite the cool air. Her back struck a hard metal wall; she slid along it until she hit the corner of the room.

"W-who are you?" she asked, clenching her top.

"First you!" the voice came sharp. It was a girl.

"I'm-" Her speech was cut short. With another jolt, the room jerked downwards. The panicked screams of everyone in that room pierced the air like broken shards of broken glass, echoing off the walls of that cramped container. Some clawed at the walls, desperate to escape, while her. She pulled her legs up tight against her body, hoping her eyes would soon adjust to the darkness.