She woke up to the feeling of volcanic rocks against her face, a certain chill in the air, that reeked of saltiness and rotting fish. A feeling of dread filled her as she realised the temperature barrel down, she curled in on herself, wishing for the foul creatures to leave her alone. As they drew closer to her cell, she could hear howls down the corridor. No longer able to bear the memories, she clawed her face, wishing it to stop, and stop it did... A sudden calm enveloped her as she fell into darkness.