Sivir was barely aware that she was being dragged in the dirt through a dark forest. She couldn't make out where she was or even what happened before, just that she was entangled in a strange thread and that she was being taken somewhere. She tried to move but a horrible pain burst through her head and she moaned as her head ached. She slowly started to regain her vision, it was no longer blurred, and she heard a weird skittering sound before her like a series of sticks hitting stone.
She tried to speak. Wherever she was being taken, it would not be fun, this she knew. Her efforts were in vain and all she got in return was more pain in her temples.
"Do not move human, the poison might spread more" a weird voice echoed from all around her. It sounded as if 4 people had spoken at the same time saying the same thing. Sivir tried to speak again but she failed when suddenly she felt nauseous and felt her vision blur again. She thought she made out part of the Twisted Treeline as she fell unconscious once again.
The floor of the cave was wet and damp, a sickening sweet smell woke Sivir out of her confused sleep and she regained consciousness. She had her back to a rocky wall and her hands were attached by a weird slightly elastic material she couldn't make out in the darkness. She tried to look around and felt her head throb though it wasn't as bad as it was before. She raised her tied hands to her head and very carefully touched her forehead where the pain seemed to come from. Nothing wet, nothing that showed signs of external damage. So it had to come from inside, she remembered the voice talking about poison. If she was poisoned then she probably has to do something quickly or she would die.
She thought twice about it; after all, she had been at the mercy of her abductee the whole time so if they wanted to kill her they would have done it. How much time had passed anyways? The poison might just not be in effect anymore. She couldn't think about death right now; she was alive and she had to focus on staying this way. If she wanted a chance she had to escape. The first step would obviously be whatever was holding her hands together. She tried tugging a few times but it didn't work; she needed a blade and her boomerang wasn't anywhere to be seen, her case was desperate it seemed.
As she bowed her head the silence hit her. There was absolutely no sound, the only thing she could hear was a faint sound of water dripping. By the echo it made, the atmosphere and the smell Sivir concluded she was in a cave. Now she had to know where was that cave. As she thought about it the dripping seemed to become louder, constantly making her more anxious, she struggled to stay focused and tried to ignore the sound.
Suddenly the roaring of the dripping water quietened and was replaced by a familiar sound. It was the same skittering she had heard in the forest when she was being taken. If she really was in the Twisted Treeline then it was bad; the shadow isles was the worst place to be taken to. Fear started to take over and she couldn't do anything about it; the skittering became louder which meant the enemy was approaching. Sivir was decided; she was going to get out and she would do it now.
Ignoring the pain she wiggled until she had both feet on the ground, she pressed her back on the wall and pushed herself up with her legs. Slowly she rose and in no time she was up, she couldn't walk with her feet attached together so she jumped frantically forward. Suddenly she landed on something and it went crunch as a wet slimy substance covered her feet. Sivir felt as if she had crushed an insect, a huge one, and she slipped and fell on her side. Then she started rolling, she gained speed and screamed as she rolled away; before her she saw a faint ghostly blue light and she was falling towards it. The ground became even steeper and finally she fell, she fell through the opening of the cave and crashed through a series of trees and branches. As she hit the ground she lost consciousness again and the world turned black.