(Cassi POV)
She had lost track of how long she'd been here. But everyday they came for her. Dragged her to another room. The room was hell itself. No hope.
No light. Just pain. They would strap her to a table or chair. No matter how hard she struggled, screamed, or begged they always won. They would put their hands on her and chant. It felt like her bones were being dragged around in her body. Her blood felt like it was boiling hot. Her skull felt like someone was giving her a lobotomy. After what felt like hours of this torture they'd drag her limp body back to her cell. The "food" that was left for her was tiny portions of meat and something that looked like coffee grounds mixed with herbs.
'Witches brew.' Sylvia explained as she watched Cassi poke at it. 'You need to keep your streng
