Elena
I awake with a jolt, my head pounding and my vision blurry. As my eyes adjust to the dim light, I realize I'm in some kind of cave. The air is damp and heavy, carrying the scent of earth and something metallic.
I try to move, but my limbs won't respond. Panic rises in me as I realize I'm chained to a large, flat rock. The cold stone presses against my back, and the chains dig into my wrists and ankles. No matter how hard I try, I can't even twitch a finger.
"Don't bother struggling," a familiar voice echoes through the cave. "The poison has paralyzed you completely."
My heart races as a figure steps into view. It's Mulan, the older witch Declan and I encountered at the beginning of this nightmare. Her face is lined with age and wisdom, but her eyes are cold and determined.
"Mula
