I slowly opened my eyes feeling nauseous and lightheaded. Everything was a blur and the room I was in was dark and cold.
I had no idea where I was and even my memory was fuzzy and everything was spinning. As I was able to finally calm down,
I looked around noting how dusty and antique the room looked. It seemed like no one had occupied it for a long time. A thread of moonlight shone through the window and I could hear the haunting cries of owls mixed with the sorrowful howls of wolves. I had a sudden chill run down my spine and I felt I needed to get out of this place fast. I slowly stood up and reached the old, heavy, wooden door. Unfortunately the door wouldn't budge and I started to panic frantically as I banged my fists repeatedly against the door.
"Hello? Is anyone there?", the only answer I got was my own voice echoing against the hallow halls. I let out a frustrated sigh as I slowly slid down the door. Okay, no need to panic. I can find a way out of this horrid place. I shivered as the cold slowly seeped into my bones. I was never good with cold weather and got sick often as a child. My body suddenly felt tired and my eyes started to droop. At least I could be comforted for a few hours with sleep and hopefully wake up to find this is all a nightmare. The last thing I saw before I lost consciousness was a silhouette against the moonlight through the barred windows...
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