Trapped
----Trapped---- ***Lanie’s POV*** My head throbbed as I slowly opened my eyes. It felt like someone had hit me with a brick as a dull ache permeated throughout my brain. The smells that hit my nostrils immediately made me want to dry heave as the unpleasant smells of musty, damp mold and death greeted my nose like an unwanted visitor. The almost menacing dripping of water made my eyes snap around as my surroundings were dark. Where was I? I don’t remember this part of the Witches’ Guild… it almost looked like a… A cell. I was in a cell! Jumping to my feet, a sense of nausea and dizziness hit me making me stagger and eventually fell against the wall of the cell. My clothing became immediately damp with a viscous liquid. Against my better judgement, I brought my fingers to touch
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