Eirene's pov
The bile in my empty stomach revolts and I push my palms on the floor to get up. Gagging out the s**t I sigh to breathe.
My heavy eyes look around at the dark dungeon.
No one is here.
Looking around at the dark stoned walls, my eyes stop at a water ingress on the roof of the old worn-out place.
Pushing my numb legs. I reach the wall right under it. Pressing my fingers on the stone wall, I feel something wet touch my finger pad and a smile forms on my lips.
Water.
Leaning on the wall, I lick the wall of all traces of water. Each drop felt like heaven.
Desperate? Crazy? I know. But one needs to do a lot of things to survive.
At least I am not asking those fuc*ers.
Sucking off all the remnants of traces, I lean my head back on the wall to lean down. My eyes shift down t
