Amber
Richard grabs my hand, and we take off running. I am reluctant to follow him, but my options are limited. For all I know, he could be leading me into a trap. We run down a marbled hallway and through a wooden door into what looks like a dungeon. I stop, and Richard turns to me.
“Why are you stopping? Don’t you want to get out,” He asks with a confused look.
“You are taking me into the dungeon,” I state.
“I am taking you through the dungeon,” He responds. “Well, this is the old dungeon. We don’t use it anymore.” He clasps my hand, and there is a mild shock, but I let him lead me through the decaying dungeon.
Large blocks litter the dirt floor, and I am afraid of it collapsing on us. I have to trust that Richard isn’t going to get me killed.
‘They will not kill you,’ Lilith spe
