Chapter Six
“Help! Someone help me!” Hunter screamed as he tried to avoid the light that seeped into the small window of his jail cell.
“Quiet in there!” the guard yelled as he came stomping down the long stone corridor, his combat boots echoing loudly with each step.
Hunter dodged each ray of light as it approached his body. He was all out of Hex Lotion and didn’t have any protection against the sun. He had been in the Greslin prison for a few days now, managing to survive off of nothing but bread, water and a few blood capsules that they gave him.
His cell was damp and humid and smelled to him of rotting fish. It was a circular room made of old stone and mortar. It almost felt to him like he was in the top of a castle, perhaps his cell was in a rampart, he wasn’t quite sure. The nigh
