Oliver's POV
Now that I was in front of the door, there was no time to even think about that. I had to do it now. Thinking all this, I slowly went down the stairs considering and wishing that there was more chance of someone leaving than being present in.
The stinking smell on entering was so horrible than it became tough for me to even breath properly.
There was total darkness in there and I was only able to hear moans and cries for help. This was the place where all the prisoners were kept and tortured. The rumoured dungeon.
I knew about that because I had already seen that when I came to find out about it's existence, sneaking in there. I came here today as there was someone I had to meet.
