The Tomb of Oracleus [3]

"Hiak!"

Josephine screamed at the top of her lungs, her hands shooting forward to grasp the arms that were reaching out for her. It was dark, and she couldn't see, but the strength behind the grip made it hard for her to breathe as her legs flailed wildly in a desperate struggle.

"Huek… Huek!"

In that brief moment, a sudden wave of fear overwhelmed her as her breathing grew increasingly labored, each gasp more desperate than the last.

"H-huelp!"

She tried to call for help, hoping for her voice to reach Kiera, but nothing.

Her surroundings were silent.

Could it be that Kiera had also…?

The thought made Josephine freeze, her expression draining of color. Panic surged through her as she flailed her legs wildly, clenching her teeth and applying all the strength she could muster to the arms squeezing her.