"She was here."
Slow and calm steps from outside resounded in the dense darkness of the cave. Helena was nervous and scared but tried to calm her anxiousness and slow her heartbeat. She didn't want the man to suspect her.
"Say it, was she here?!"
"…" She had never responded to any of his questions, and she will never answer, even if he made her suffer every time she kept quiet. Her fragile legs helped her stand in her corner within the shadows, not minding the stench and cold.
"Answer!" The dreadful voice of the man sent a powerful pressure to the room making her tremble but she didn't say a word, but her fingers caressed the cold metal around her wrists. Suddenly, the chain lit up with a beautiful warm white light, and the room was illuminated for a few seconds.
The cave was isolated, with no chairs or a bed, nothing, not even food traces, just Helena, tied from her ankles and wrists making the scorching light from the chains burn her leaving painful scars on her pale skin.
