"What are you blabbering about?" Laura's heart skipped a beat as her young master's voice echoed in her mind once again. Her head snapped up, and a glimmer of hope lit up her eyes. "Hold on, I'm coming, young master," she replied with urgency in her voice.
Finally! The thought raced through Laura's mind, causing her eyes to shine and the corners of her mouth to curl into a relieved smile. Determination surged within her as she clenched the doorknob and yanked it with all her might.
The grating sound of the door scraping against the rough ground sent small stone pebbles flying in all directions. Laura's widened eyes met a shocking sight as she beheld the scene that lay before her.
"Is this... where my young master always comes?" A mix of surprise and horror washed over her as she took in the state of the dungeon, even worse than what Desmond had described. Cracked walls adorned with cobwebs had replaced the once sturdy torches that lined the corridors.
