rafaeal-50281505 @rafaeal-50281505
I'm Ash. I don't know how I ended up here or why my hands are tied to these door posts, but it's not like I have any memories that would help me remember either way. My name used to be a reminder of sunshine and warmth, but now it just feels empty.
All I can recall is waking up in this room with the smell of smoke and ash lingering everywhere. That's when everything else starts to come back: the screams, the pain, the feeling of weight bearing down on me like an anvil. It's all so jumbled together that I'm starting to lose myself in it.
I try to focus on anything but those memories, but they just keep coming back. Like a bad habit I can't shake off no matter how hard I try. All I know is that right now, I'm trapped and scared shitless about what's going to happen next.
