We were walking down to the dungeons. Alexander told me had searched the cells and the rooms down here, but not the part where they kept the prisoners.
He opened the door and the people down there turned their heads to look at us as we took quick and hard steps towards the end of the hall.
We walked down a long, dark hallway before we reached another metal door. Alexander opened it and that’s when I saw why they kept prisoners here. Chains were hanging from the walls and ceiling, dried blood was covering the concrete floor, and needles, knives, elixirs, and tools were placed on two tables and also on shelves on the wall.
It was a torture chamber, they brought those who had done wrong, tortured them before killing them off.
A shiver went down my spine as we walked down to yet another
