Remembering

She couldn’t remember how she got here. The room was dimly lit, with shadows dancing on the walls as the flickering candlelight fought against the encroaching darkness. She felt a chill run down her spine, not from the cold, but from the eerie silence that enveloped her.

As she took a tentative step forward, the floorboards creaked under her weight, echoing through the empty space. Her mind was a foggy haze, fragments of memories slipping through her grasp like sand through fingers. She tried to piece together the events that led her to this place, but the harder she tried, the more elusive they became.