The shadow hands kept exploring my body like worms, crawling and wriggling on my skin, causing me to feel nauseated and disgusted. I wanted to puke.
I prayed so hard for someone to help me or wake me up from this disgusting nightmare.
"Sephtis, stop it!" a familiar voice shouted suddenly out of nowhere.
I was sure I heard her voice, but I couldn't see her.
"Ayla, help me, please," I muttered as I cried, pleading for help.
The man asked in irritation, "What? Are you going to choose your sister over your own father?"
I was baffled because I thought Ayla was my twin, if I truly was Arie. Even so, I couldn't deny their similarities. His black hair and gray eyes shimmer despite the darkness of the Abyss.
I was so frightened, but I had no other choice. She was the only one who could save me. She is the only one I can rely on at times like this, despite not knowing why I trust her so much.