The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

The sound of the closing door echoed briefly.

As the noise from outside subsided, Hannah found her strength and stood, steadying herself against the bed.

She made her way to a table cluttered with ornaments of no practical use.

There, a rabbit doll caught her eye, its red button eyes staring back.

In that instant, realization dawned on Hannah.

She dragged a chair to the table and sat defiantly, confronting the rabbit doll.noveldrama

You hold me captive with these trivial devices.

What is your true identity? Meanwhile, at the hospital, Peterson happened to glance at the surveillance feed from Hannahs room just as she spoke.

His gaze fell, fingers brushing the screen where Hannahs face appeared. No need to worry, Hannah.

I shall visit you within a few days.

And you will know why you are so special to me.

Petersons gaze shifted, eventually settling into a chilling, cold expression.

The ambiance of the hospital starkly contrasted where Hannah was.

Here, the air was thick with the scent of disinfectant, which failed to mask the icy aura that enveloped Peterson.

He set down his phone, peered through the window, and gazed at the blurred cityscape in the distance, plotting his next move.

Amidst the ruins of Lyons Manor, the search and rescue operations were tense and urgent.

Close on Remingtons heels, Conor weaved through the woods surrounding the manor, desperate to uncover any signs of Hannah and Bryson.

A man beside Conor presented a battered communication device, still faintly signaling despite its damaged exterior.

Remington accepted it, examining it intently, a flicker of hope in his eyes.

Lets see if we can recover the data.

Perhaps it holds clues to who took them.

Yes, sir The man left in a hurry and began to deal with the communication device.

Time seemed to stretch indefinitely, each second testing the limits of everyones patience.

Finally, thanks to the diligence of the technical team, some data from the device was successfully retrieved.

Sir, we have traced the last signal from the device. It originated from the Twilight Dimness, reported the subordinate.

The Twilight Dimness? Conor furrowed his brow.

Unfamiliar with the area, Remington turned to Conor and inquired, What? You know this place? Conors face grew tense.

It is a notorious spot for the unidentified to revel.

Beneath lies the largest beast farm where humans and creatures battle.

The stakes are high, and the sums gambled are vast.

Such games are inhumane and banned elsewhere.

Yet, due to the immense betting sums and the eclectic mix of patrons, it remains unchecked.