Amelia

"Very well," he said, standing up and untying the ropes that bound me to the chair. "You have one hour to escape and make sure I can’t find you within that hour, cause when I do. You will regret trying to escape, my little red hair”.

As I stood up, rubbing my sore wrists, I glared at him. This was a stupid plan, we are in the middle of nowhere and it’s fucking dark already. Why didn’t I think this through?

As I stood there, trying to gather my thoughts, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness.

I heard his voice again, echoing in the darkness. "You're running out of time, my little red hair. You have 50 minutes left."

"Astra, astra, eximo me!”. I tried casting a spell

“Aishh”. I let out a small scream.

“Too weak, I need more energy. It too dark in here”. I groan.

"Astra, astra, eximo me!" I spoke the words again, this time with more force but still it only results in pain.

Fuck! This is why I hate using spells, once you keep getting it wrong it drains your energy