[Memory] Webbed Memories

She sees the bars first, blanking out the horrific face of Snareshine. There are men in purple robes and the girl laying on an altar. She was clad in a white gown, clean and prisitine, not at all what they wore in confinment. White curls splayed out on the altar, pale skin glowing in the light of candles that are placed around the room.
 
The chanting fills her ears and she tenses. She remembers it clearly now, memories pulled out of the resceses of her mind by the spider webs of the Archfey.
 
She feels herself screaming, but no words come out, not a single sound escapes her lips in the lair, and yet in her mind she is screaming for help. For them to stop, to ask why they are doing that.
 
"Stop it! Claudia! No stop it!"
 
The light from the candles flickers and she sees the dagger glint in the light as it's plunged deep into the girl's heart. The darkness that errupts upon the room is all consuming and the meek candles that are around the room flicker out into complete dark.
 
She hears the clang of metal in front of her cage, hears the screaming and chanting of the robed figures. In her dimmed vision she sees the dagger, glinting in the nonexistent light just within the reach of her cell.
 
She felt helpless that moment, how could she have promised to save her when she could never help? Not her friends, not Claudia.
 
"Wouldn't you like to be able to change things?"
 
"I would." Oh god she would. Her hand shot out to grip the dagger. The latch on her cage fell open and there she was. She didn't know how to fight but it was similar to dancing with the darkness as her partner. The blood was warm and sticky. And it was...freeing.
 
Ai's vision snapped back into reality and her shoulders relaxed as she stared up at Snareshine.