The next time Ara opened her eyes again after the beating she received from Cornell, she found herself in a gloomy dungeon with only a small window, that was up high close to the ceiling, where the small ray of light illuminating the place was coming from. The dungeon had no iron bars, but a completely closed off solid rusty metal door.
Ara pushed her upper body off the cold stoned floor and sat upright. Her stomach rumbled loudly, and she pressed her hand to it.
"...baby are you still there?" She murmured despite the soreness in her dry throat, which made her voice sound hoarse. She had not been given any food nor water ever since she was brought here, and because she was badly beaten by Cornell, she was still in a lot of pain, all the muscles in her body ached badly, especially her head where Cornell had pushed her against the pillar. And the way he had beaten her, it made her fear a potential miscarriage.
