Natasha

The space between the walls lead into an entirely different part of the building. I slowly walked through the walls.

I was in some sort of large hall with silver bars at the door. This was a dungeon, only more sophisticated and larger.

The dungeon was eerily quiet and dark too. I slowly walked through the dungeon, looking at all of the prisoners that were locked up inside their cells. Many of them were sleeping or sitting, looking so weak and tired.

I stopped walking as I saw something that caught my attention. It was a prisoner and unlike the others, he wasn't locked up in a cell.

His...