MERCY (2)
Darci’s POV I could feel the wolfsbane slowly leaving my system, but I wouldn’t tell them that. I want them to think I’m still weak, and then, I will rip them to pieces and find my way out of this hell hole. Gerard dragged me out of my cell down a long, damp corridor. The only source of light were small flame-lit torches adorning the walls on one side. The other side was lined with cells, each with a tiny barred window toward the top. This was strange to me, as I thought we were underground. Yet somehow, light still flowed in when it was day time. At the end of the corridor stood a large, wooden door. The once black metal holding it had long rusted. He pushed the door open, and to my surprise, we entered a rather lavish looking room. Well, compared to the rest of the place anyway.
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