The Dark Dungeon.
Yes, she could recall that was the name attributed to the place she probably was in now.
It was a myth, or not anymore, she guessed.
For long years now, after the conquer of the vampires over the werewolves, the land of the Weres was destroyed and not to be seen in plain sight again as the vampires ruled over their cities and took everything they ever owned.
But then, there had been gossip that the werewolves had secretly built a new home for themselves, somewhere inside the territory of the vampires.
How true was that no one knew but the news spread from lips to lips and that unknown place was called the Dark Dungeon figuratively.
That story was passed on from generation to generation and children of the vampire realm used it to scare one another for fun because truly to them, it was a myth, because how possibly could they have done such without the vampires catching them?
