Chapter 116: The Search (1)
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Madeline awoke with a gasp as her eyes snapped open. She was staring at the ceiling with her breathing coming off short. Trying to stabilize the rapid beating of her heart, she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before opening her eyes once more to study the unfamiliar room she was in.
The thick curtains were closed, encompassing the room with a shadowy darkness that made her panic within. If her memories aren’t deceiving her, she was supposed to be taking a walk with Isabella, but then she stole a quick look at the mysterious graveyard, and when she planned on leaving, someone covered her nose with a handkerchief, and she blacked out after that.
Remembering this, Madeline immediately realized the gravity of her situation as every other thought washed away from her unsettling heart.
"Where...where am I?" In her attempt to sit up on the bed, to Madeline’s horror, she realized she couldn’t move a muscle. Dumbfounded by her own lack of movements, Madeline continued to try and move her hands, but she could only curl her fingers into fist and that was it.
Panic surged through her body as she struggled to rise, the restraints biting into her flesh as she tried to free herself. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized nobody was coming to help her, and there was no other presence in the room except for hers.
"Why can’t I move?" Feeling alarmed, she tried to scream for help, but her voice was nothing more than a hoarse croak as her throat had dried up like the shell on a sand. It was difficult to speak, and her throat would ache if she made any attempt to scream out.
It was a helpless situation that left her in a daze of confusion.
Turning her head to her left, she took notice of the desk and table that remained at the other end of the room. Beside the bed were side tables and in front of her was a dressing table. An exquisite wardrobe stood at the left side of the room, and If her eyes were seeing right, this was someone’s bedroom.