EMILY'S POV
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They have thrown me into a dungeon , it's dark , cold and the smell makes me want to puke . The smell is so putrid , it makes my eyes water .
" Let me out !" I yell as I try to break the bars open . They had fed me some bread with water and without a doubt , I devoured it since I skipped my usual morning breakfast . The strangest part is that I have no f*****g clue why they would feed me before killing me .
" Hey ." A low deep voice called out from the cell next to me and my eyes warily flick to the man who sat against the bars .
" Hi ." I give the man a tight smile , from the looks of it , he's been down here a while .
" You're new ." he commented as his eyes trailed over me . Disgust fills me as I slightly felt violated . I hum in response , hoping that the man would
