In the cold, damp basement, perfect for creatures like snakes, rats, and insects who shunned the sunlight.

These creatures were venomous, and a few bites could cost a person half their life even if they managed to escape.

And considering Jacey, who had always been pampered and sheltered, spending just a day or two here might not even require waiting for the poison to take effect before she died of fright.

She was barefoot, wearing only a thin dress, her legs and feet exposed and already covered in bites.

The smell of blood attracted more rats and ants to attack her.

Her mind was on the verge of complete collapse....