After a long time of screaming with no one responding to her, Bella sat quietly on the floor sobbing lightly. Her throat has now turned sore from all that screaming.
No one has told her what crime she committed to be suffering this much.
She peeked around the empty cell. The iron rod built around it was so strong that it gave no room for escape even if she wanted to.
Plus, what's the use of trying to escape when she couldn't even reach the door or any wall except the one she leaned her back on?
Bell stared at the small window on the wall. It was smaller than a human size, there's no way she could fit it that. She knows she had to leave this place through one way or another. These people didn't seem like they would release her anytime soon.
