Back to the David's Castle, the night wasn't sweet as Madeline anticipated so far. After Jack had left the castle, she was being captivated by a bunch of guards who worked under David's command.
Her shrill cry had no impact on the icy faced man who quite enjoyed her poor fate. Standing over the prison door, David personally made sure that she was being thrown behind the prison and could no longer see the sunlight.
The irony shell creaked after being locked from outside that aroused the extreme fear of Madeline. Her painted eyes darted around to inspect the space which made her feeling nauseous. The prison wasn't less better than a dirty drain. The floor had willd masses along which spreaded nasty smell. Even the dry scattered foods over the ground proved that rats often live here.
