*Seth*
The door to the cell creaks open, which seems odd in this advanced dungeon. I don’t even know why they call it that since it’s all new and electronic. In Lunar Falls, the days of drafty, musty cells made of stone and iron bars are long gone, replaced with bullet-proof glass and beds.
The man sits on the bed in his cell, his bare feet on the ground, but he looks very unsteady.
“Who are you?” I ask into the speaker.
“Where am I? What happened?” he asks, looking over at me.
“You were captured when you stabbed my wife,” I explain. “We have kept you sedated until we were able to find something to prevent you from shifting.”
He looks at me with so much fear in his brown eyes. “How long has it been? They had me hooked up to all kinds of equipment.”
“It’s been a few weeks,” I t
