C35 Hate And Envy

“Scarlet, Scarlet wake up”. I heard a voice within the darkness. It was that mysterious lady again. My eyes shot open.

I was breathing with difficulty and still seeing black except for the little pieces of light peeking through the threads of the cloth that covered my face.

When I tried to lift my hand to remove the cloth, I felt my hand being restricted. My wrists were tied and burning