"Crack!"
The world turned white.
Gitti slowly opened her eyes. Memories surged into her mind. Suddenly, she sat up and looked around, only to find herself lying in the middle of a huge square. The sky was filled with dark clouds and flickering lightning.
It looked like.
A torrential downpour was imminent.
She glanced around.
There were people lying all around her, some familiar, some unfamiliar.
In the distance.
Dim lights were on. She could vaguely see rows and rows of houses built around the square. Further beyond was an enclosure wall nearly ten stories high, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
"Where is this?"
Gitti murmured.
She was puzzled.
"Creak!"
There was a noise behind her.
She turned her head.
An iron door was slowly opening. Three people walked in from outside, dressed in black, their belts cinched at the waist, footsteps synchronized. Seeing these three, Gitti couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Prison."
Her first thought.
This style.
Only a prison.
Guards.
