286: Knocked Off Course

Camilla I lay on the mattress, trying to push through the numbness that seemed to envelop me. The silence was oppressive, and every second stretched out, weighed down by the dark despair of my situation. I clung to the fragile memories of happier times, but they felt distant, almost unreal, against the suffocating backdrop of my current nightmare. Just as I was beginning to accept the crushing reality of my confinement, I heard the faintest sound of footsteps approaching. My heart lurched. The rhythmic sound of footsteps, combined with the creak of the door, signaled Shawn’s return. Instinctively, I shut my eyes and tried to appear as if I was asleep, hoping for some advantage in this cruel game. The door creaked open, and I could hear Shawn’s footsteps growing closer. The dim light from the hallway filtered in briefly, casting eerie shadows across the room. My breath hitched as he entered, and I could almost sense his presence, filled with the same sick satisfaction that had marked