She kicked and screamed, cried, but remained a prisoner.

In her panic, all the shadows in the room began to stretch and close in around her.

They were like monsters in human shapes, stalking her, trying to suffocate her.

Rose fought with all her youthful strength, but the harder she struggled, the more tangled and out of control she became.

Suddenly, she looked at her mother’s body—it had risen. She thought of asking for help, but it was no longer her mother’s face!

Instead, a deep, black void