Asli woke up slowly.
Her head ached.
Her body felt weak.
And the room…
Was unfamiliar.
Dark.
Cold.
Terrifying.
She tried to move—but her hands were tied.
Panic surged.
"Hello?" she called out, her voice shaking.
No response.
Just silence.
Heavy.
Crushing.
Tears filled her eyes.
Not because she was weak.
But because she knew exactly what this meant.
She wasn't just a hostage.
She was a message.