Amethyst's POV
As I cast my gaze around the enveloping darkness, an unsettling feeling of trepidation washed over me.
The cool breeze brushed against my skin, prompting me to hug myself tightly in an effort to ward off the creeping chill.
My body felt feeble, a lingering consequence of the fever that had plagued me.
There was barely a flicker of light to offer comfort, and in that moment, I couldn’t shake the feeling of terror encasing me.
I found myself in an unfamiliar place, utterly alone, and my heart raced at the disquieting realization.
Then, amidst the silence, I heard footsteps.
Instinctively, I stumbled backward, my heart pounding as I strained to catch a glimpse of whoever—or whatever—was approaching me.
Suddenly, a silhouette emerged from the shadows.
“What is it that
