The Shadows Move.
A soft clink of porcelain against metal filled the small, darkened room as Sophia lifted the cover off her dinner tray. She stared down at the contents, but she had lost her appetite. Days of confinement had taken their toll on her, stretching every second into endless eternity without even a glimpse of an end.
She let out a deep sigh and poked listlessly at the food. Then something caught her eye: a folded note, almost not visible beneath her plate. Heart racing, she reached for it and unfolded the small scrap of paper with shaking hands.
"Calm down. You'll be freed soon. Deny everything about the pups. The rest is under control."
The breath caught in her throat, and Sophia scanned the note for any sign of its sender, no signature, no emblem, just those wor
