Samirah was so familiar with the basement at that point where it was similar to walking in her own home. She took turns and walked down the stairs naturally next to Alice. She was as confident as Alice when they first went down.
"Let's see if Thea liked the truffles I made for her," Samirah mumbled.
Alice snorted, "What is there not to like?"
The door was opened, yet again showing Thea in a bad state. This time the cell had a faint smell of blood, which wasn't there last time.
When the door opened, Thea looked up to reveal her face. Her matted hair fell to the sides, revealing the dark bags under her eyes, new and old blood stains on her mouth, dripping to form small dots of red and brown on her lap and the smooth floor.
"How are you doing?" Samirah asked with a friendly smile.
