Tyler
Don’t give up.
The female voice echoes again. I open my eyes to the dim light of my cell. I am curled up in a corner, trying to keep warm. I shiver as it rains and the floor floods a little. I don’t know how long I have been here. I just know sometimes someone shows up with food.
‘Castor?’ I call to my wolf. He has been rather quiet as of late. It hurts knowing that I will probably lose him soon, along with what is left of my hope. I have no hope that I will ever leave this place. I will slowly go insane looking at the patterns in the brick. Faces form and talk to me, but I am unable to answer.
‘I’m here,’ He whispers.
‘You don’t sound so good, buddy,’ I mutter to him. ‘I’m thankful I still have you.’
‘I am losing hope too,’ Castor says sadly. ‘We had it all. How did it fall
