Chapter 47

CLAIRE's POV

I stared at the back of the witch, who was leading me down a narrow hallway. I trudged after her as my eyes wandered to the brown muddy walls that lined the hallway.

Just where was she taking me to? I had not seen a single soul since we had started our journey. I assumed this was not the main clan house.

We entered into an open door and all I could see all around me were prison cells. Shrivelled and malnourished prisoners sat in the cells, looking lifeless, and some of them even looking dead.

Beside them lay dry bones, bones that I presumed belonged to the former prisoners. A chill ran down my spine. Was that going to be my fate? Trapped down her until my flesh dried up and I became nothing but bones?

I swallowed at the thought. As I turned my attention back to the witch, I caught her staring at me from a distance and I soon realised that I had stopped walking.

I blinked and jogged towards her. We kept walking and I could feel my legs tire out slowly. My lack of food and