Hannah's POV

My hands were numb. Chains were tightly locked around my wrists and ankles. It took me only a day to know I was in hell. The screams and agonizing wails of the occupants of this dungeon sent shivers up my body. Their screams always reminded me that I wasn't in the real world. Sometimes I closed my eyes and tried to imagine my former life. But nothing showed up. It was all pitch black. It seemed this place had a strong thing for darkness.

I pursed my chapped lips and closed my eyes. I didn't know my fate. That was the scariest thing about this place. I tried...