Chapter 15

• The music pounded in my ears, its thumping rhythm vibrating through the air. My head was shrouded, a blindfold preventing me from seeing the world around me. A firm hand guided me forward, urging me up a flight of stairs. Faint whispers trailed behind, their words fueling my growing apprehension.
• Voice 1: "Is that her? It has to be. Look at her, so frail."
• Voice 2: "She fits the description perfectly. This is going to be quite the show."