As the cold tile beneath her feet sent shivers up Avni's spine, she blinked into the harsh fluorescent lights of the bathroom, trying to make sense of her surroundings.

The air was sterile and suffocating, full of the scent of antiseptic that did little to mask the underlying smell of fear and despair. She struggled to remember how she had gotten here, each fleeting memory shrouded in the fog of panic and confusion.