*
Diana groggily opened her eyes, her head feeling heavy and disoriented. There was a numbing pain in the back of her head, and she felt like she was going to throw up. She tried to move, but quickly realized that her hands and feet were bound with thick ropes.
She looked around and saw that she was in a small, damp cell. The only light came from a small torch high up on the wall, letting in a dim glow. The cell was made of stone, and the floor was covered in a thick layer of straw. The smell of damp and mold was overwhelming.
Diana tried to remember how she got there, but her mind was foggy and she couldn't recall anything past going to bed the night before. She began to panic, fear creeping in as she realized the gravity of her situation.
Suddenly, she heard a voice. "Good morning,
