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73- The Dream and the Gunshot

POV Isabella:

I woke up in a dark hallway. Only a single point of light ahead guided me. I couldn’t stand up—I couldn’t feel my legs. I touched them, pressed down on the cold flesh, but the touch meant nothing.

A rough, agonizing scream echoed through the darkness, hitting me like a wave, sn...