Alora’s POV
A few hours later, I woke up again, expecting to be in the same cold, enclosed space. But apparently, I really was out. I was in the medical bay, connected to an IV line and a heart monitor. My hands were bandaged up to my elbows, and I winced as I remembered how much I had scratched them in that terrifying place.
Despite trying hard to forget, my mind kept drifting back to the dungeon. Each time it did, a shiver crept down my spine, making it feel like I was back there, reliving the memories.
A knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. A girl poked her head in. She looked beautiful, with bright hazel eyes and blonde hair. She looked like a model but had a stronger build than most girls and was a bit on the curvy side.
“Hi,” her soft voice greeted me.
“Hi.” I paused
