Selene’s POV
Every breath I took sent a tingling sensation through my body it didn't hurt what hurt was the couple of seconds after it felt like hot liquid iron was being poured onto my ankle and my ribs it hurt so bad but still I sat there taking it all in silence.
I don't know how long I've actually been down here but the markings on the wall say four- four days without water, without food, without warmth, without anyone to talk to I question if I even have a voice anymore but I'm strong I CAN handle it- I think...
My head snaps to the loud screeching sound of the brown rusty iron that conceals me from the rest of the outside world a familiar smells clouds my senses, I inhale it more it being the only thing I can smell besides the dust and dried blood in the cellars.
"Selene." The v
