My room was small compared to what I had at the palace. Still, I had my own bed, with a mattress on it, as well as a small writing desk and a wardrobe. The latter was completely empty, but the desk had a few books on it as well as some scrap papers and pencils. The walls were made of rough, grey bricks and there was one window, which gave me the view of the fallen tower and the miles and miles of werewolf infected forest that stretched around us. I was only on the first floor, so the drop shouldn’t be that high, but the wall of the castle blended in immediately with the steep cliff that laid beside it. I was trapped with no way out.
They gave me an hour of quiet to ‘settle in’. I spent it looking around the room for anything I could use, but besides maybe jamming a pencil into the eye of
