Every part of her being was on alert, her senses heightened as she took in every sound and movement around her.
She raised a hand and clutched the linen shirt in front of her heart and could feel her heart beating through her chest, the sound of her own breathing harsh in her ears.
Her mind was racing, her thoughts overwhelmed by the memories she saw and felt, every muscle in her body was tense, ready to flee at a moment's notice.
The fear that was coursing through her body was almost terrifying and real, her heart still pounding in her chest as she tried to keep herself from panicking.
Jannah's eyesight was blurry with fear, her eyes trained at the woman behind the cell.
In an instant, the woman she could barely see suddenly exploded and bursted into a violent spray of red, into dozens of tiny, bloody chunks— the air thick with the metallic scent of blood.
The force of the blast sent Jannah tumbling backwards which made her realize that she was too close to the cell.
