Confusion swirled in the air as Zech recoiled, his concern etched deeply into his features. His gaze fixed on Rachel, but before he could react, she slumped unconscious, sending shockwaves of fear through him.
Panicked, he shook her gently, desperate for a response, yet she remained unresponsive. Questions raced through his mind, pondering the cause of her sudden collapse.
He checked her body temprature which seemed to have increased she was sweating so much as she laid there.
Meanwhile, Rachel slowly regained consciousness to a disorienting sight—a blinding white light engulfed her surroundings, and she found herself lying on a cold, unfamiliar surface. She struggled to make sense of her whereabouts, scanning the emptiness around her.