Riley’s pov(cont’d)
The room was pitch dark, and my heart pounded as I felt someone’s grip tighten around my arm, yanking me inside. I panicked and tried to scream, but a hand clamped over my mouth. My mind raced—was this it? Was this where they finally decided to finish me off?
Suddenly, a soft voice whispered in my ear, “Don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you.”
The grip loosened, and the hand covering my mouth was gone. I gasped for air, stepping back, blinking hard to adjust my eyes to the dim light.
"You... You scared me!" I said between heavy breaths, placing my hand over my racing heart. I could barely catch my breath as I stared at the figure in front of me.
“I’m so sorry,” the voice said again, this time softer and more apologetic. “That wasn’t my intention, but I couldn’
