Darkness. That's all that Jenny could perceive as her mind awoke from the daze which had trapped her.She did not know exactly where where she was nor could she get a bearing of the location. Her whole body seemed to be weighed down by something she could not control, making her unable to move a single inch. Struggling to open her eyes which felt like they had been sealed shut with heavy glue, Jenny felt frustration dabbled with a hint of anxiety. Her vocal tract felt coarse like the sand in the desert, starting from her larynx all the way to her lips, the tract was impossible to control. The only thing that she seemed to have control of was her auditory perception and sense of smell.
She could pick up the pungent scent of mould hanging heavily in the air which made it difficult for her t
