PAIGE
I've been imprisoned in the dungeon for two days now. It was dark, really dark. There was no way for me to know what was going on outside. Aside from that, I had not been provided with food or water. The dead, according to the guards, have no need for food or water.
I wasn’t allowed to see anyone, not that I expected anyone to come to see me. In this world, I was an outcast with no one to turn to. It was just me and the rest of the world. My only friends were the rats who came to visit me at night. I wouldn’t call them friends; most of the time, they tried to eat me, and other times, they just left me alone.
Just two days ago, I was hopeful that things would turn around for the better. I should have suspected that being relieved of all responsibilities was too good to be true. I l
