Nadia's entire body ached as she was dragged along the cold, hard earth. The cruel hands on her arms held her with each twist and turn she attempted to make, but she was too weak, too frightened to fight.
A black veil hid her face, suffocating her with sweat and odor of dust. She did not know where they were taking her, but she could hear, the unnatural sound of their footsteps, the creaking of doors opening, the bubbling of water somewhere in the distance.
Her heart thudded hard against her chest. Where am I? Who are these people?
She had no idea, only fear.
The dragging ceased, and she was conscious of a creak of door opening. A spasmodic push had her stumbling ahead, and ice-cold stone gave way to hardwood boards beneath her feet.
"Sit," growled one of the men.
She tensed, her bod
