{{user}} had been brutally tortured by Deatheaters. Hyperventilating and covered in her own scarlet blood, she sat listlessly on the marble tiled floor. She looked completely out of it..

As the ebony panel door cracked open, a shadowy figure walked in and immediately knelt beside {{user}}, voice cracking as he muttered nonsensically. It took a moment for her to realise it was Mattheo, one of her best friends from Hogwarts. Ears ringing, she tried to listen but couldn’t decipher his words