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Originally Posted by FredTheFrog
Zero stopped struggling when she heard the voice. |
-- The wall to the right of the door had a small hole in it. And in that hole was another room, damp and smelled horrible. Another woman was chained up down there. Her wrists and ankles bolted to the floor, her mouth bonded shut, a blindfold over her eyes, and covered in chains, nailing her to the ground. However, through the blindfold, was the soft glow of purple eyes. "The hole. Right wall to the door." The woman spoke again, the bond having weakened and fallen off overtime. The dim light from the cell barely lit up the woman, so it was hard to tell she was down there. But heavy breathing and the slight reflection of light from the rusty chains were enough to prove that she was down there. It was not Ciara, but someone. --