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Carla

I wasn't afraid of the dark because I was weak; rather, I was afraid of the dark because when I was a young pup, I had accidentally been locked in the basement of the orphanage when I was playing hide and seek with my friends, and then I had gone there. I was locked there in that dark basement. One of the baby sitters made the unfortunate decision to lock the door, which led to the situation.

I stayed there in the pitch black for about a whole day, and ever since then, whenever I stayed in the same place for a long time, especially if it was locked and pitch black, I would get terrified and have panic attacks.

Even though there was no way for me to escape, I still tried to scream for assistance in the vain hope that the alpha king, one of his relatives, or even a servant would have compassion on me and come to my aid so that I could escape.

But as soon as I started screaming, as soon as I started feeling that it wouldn't work at all, which caused me to lose the ability to breath