As the torch emitted a flickering light, illuminating the cold, barren walls of the prison, Tuile's gaze was instinctively drawn towards the cement floor beneath her feet, which was etched with over a thousand lines. She stood there, her hands tightly gripping the cold metal bars, as fear slowly crept into her mind. She searched desperately for a way to escape this daunting prison, her thoughts racing and her heart pounding in her chest.
"You cannot keep me locked in here forever!"
