Lucia's POV
Why does everything seem to be working against me? That is, except Raphael. He is the only one that seems to be on my side. What, even the triplets seem to have forgotten about me! Am I dismally cursed?
I'm seated on a rusty bed in this Godforsaken cell. The room is stuffy as the only lighting is from a small ventilation hole at the top of the wall. The door is made of thick ironsheet. I feel suffocated by the almost pungent smell within, but what did I expect of a cell?
A guard is stationed just outside the door. I can still hear him shuffling his feet about. What the hell is he here for? Do they expect a prisoner to escape from this impregnable shit of a cell? Not that I'm not going to try to break out, but thinking about the additional security gives me the shivers.
I have been staying here for almost two hours when I hear someone giving the guard that is stationed outside some orders. The voice is muffled and I can not identify the person behind it.
