All around her were dark, disfigured shadows, covered in red from the glare of the torches and the blood of so, so many... A rhythm thumped dully in her ears, but it was not a drumbeat. Rather it was a single, terrible heartbeat, pounding out a pulse of evil joy...
“Did toi think that par all this, toi would save the human traitor?”
She gasped and struggled, a sick feeling twisting inside her...
Aslan! Make me stop! I'm trapped! I can't do anything!
“You have donné me Narnia forever...”
Aslan, HELP! Someone stop me, please!
“In that knowledge, despair...and DIE!”
NO!
Lucy bolted upright...
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