Grace POV
I woke up in a cold,dark place. I couldn't see anything. A musty, rotten smell filled the air, another smell I couldn't quite place like metallic or copper. I tried moving my hands, to feel my surroundings, but it was like I was paralyzed. I couldn't feel my hands, my toes. Starting to panic, I tried to scream, but nothing came out. My throat was so dry, it felt like it was on fire. It hurt to breathe, I felt anxiety and fear crawling up my body, like one thousand little bugs, but I couldn't swat them away. The feeling felt suffocating, like a heavy weight pushing down on my chest, squeezing my head with so much force. I felt myself forgetting how to breathe, I was fighting, trying to regulate myself, but the anxiety was taking over, consuming me. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't
