The darkness surrounds me, suffocating. I can’t breathe. Every part of me feels like it’s being crushed under its weight. I can’t move, can’t speak. My body feels as though it’s frozen in place, locked in this nightmare that keeps coming back.
Then, I see him—a figure, looming over me. His face is hidden in the shadows, but I know those eyes. I’ve seen them too many times. Cold, empty, full of anger. They pierce through the dark like knives.
“No... please, not again.”
His hands grab me, yanking my arms, twisting them until the pain shoots through my body like fire. I can’t fight him, not this time. His strength is too much. He’s always been stronger, always able to control me. My limbs feel like they’re made of lead as he pins me to the ground. His laughter fills the silence, low and si
