The howl of the cold wind made my skin shiver as I yelped from my sleep. I looked around in panic to see where I was. It was wet beneath my feet, my knees shivering to stay up. I was panting but all I inhaled was the horrid smell of moss and decay. My sight landed on the metal bars across me, they were rusty and old. Now, I’m sure that I am locked up in the basement inside one of the cells.

“Help me!” A weak voice whimpered, her soft voice echoed inside the cold room.

I narrowed my eyes to see clearly whose voice was that. My sight...