Aubrey’s head was throbbing, but she managed a smile as Violet came out from the dark. They- she- found her. A surge of pride went through the girl, suddenly replaced with sickness. She felt queasy in the rank air, and it felt like she was inhaling air that made her lightheaded and bloated and nauseous. She watched as Abyss doubled over and collapsed, unable to trust herself to speak in fear that if she opened her mouth she’d be sick.
Give in... I will make you so much happier than these peasants ever could...
Someone- something- was speaking to Abyss, and it knew that Aubrey could read it.
Speaking past the lump in her throat, Aubrey started shaking him, trying to get him to snap back, to not give in.
“Abyss- ABYSS- fight it, it’s a trap and you- you know it, you’re better than this and you know it, fight it,” she spoke hurriedly, her voice somewhat hushed. Coming in here was a mistake. Something they couldn’t deal with was here awaiting them.
And then a blindingly painful pressure was on her head in a split second, and she crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
(I would knock your characters out, too, to progress this, but I think that’d be autoing so,, better not,,,,)