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MAYA'S POV.

I found myself in a strange room, completely disoriented and confused. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. The room was small and cramped, with peeling paint and dusty corners. It looked like it hadn't been used in years. The only light came from a small window high up on the wall, casting an eerie glow across the space.

I tried to remember how I got here, but everything was a blur. I couldn't recall any details, just a sense of unease that had been growing inside me for some time. As I looked around, I noticed that there was only one way out - a heavy wooden door that looked like it had been there for centuries. I approached it tentatively, feeling a sense of foreboding in the pit of my stomach.

As I reached for the handle, the door suddenly shut with a loud thud. I jumped back in fright, my heart racing even faster now. I tried to open it again, but it wouldn't budge. I pushed and pulled with all my might, but it seemed to be l