Voices
Crackling
Headache
Ash
Amber blinks.
White dress
Charred bars
People in robes
Torches
"SHIT!" She scrambles up, briefly tangling herself in the trailing sleeves of the dress that she has never worn before.
A brief flash of horrified realization- someone else changed her clothing- flickers in her brain before she takes in the greater horror.
She's in a cage. Suspended over a large brazier filled with wood. The woman is there, and Johnny, and people she doesn't know, all holding lit torches. The circle symbol is patterned on the floor. The woman is chanting something. Everyone is focused on Amber, with strange, reverent expressions.
Amber screams, rattling the cage door.