Chapter 9 Hopeless

WHEN Daphne got conscious, she was already lying in bed. A bunch of uncertainty knocked her off when her eyes rested on the vicinity.

Dreadful queries filled her.

"Where am I?! What am I doing here!?"

Those were running over and over again in her innocent mind.

She got up and left the bed, heading to the big door. Her fist immediately came to its constant knocking.

"Open it!!! Is there someone in there? Can you hear me? Let me out!!!"

It screamed almost hoarsely, and her nerves came out from the side of her neck.

Despite the noise, no one answered.

Her energy just ran out, but no one paid her any attention even though she knew there was someone due to the soft laughter on the other door.

After a few more hours of feeling hell, someone finally showed up—a girl with a bland face.

"Hey! Help me out, please..." Pleading with agony, the girl leaves a plate of so-called food far from it and looks like garbage.

Daphne shook it so it fell and scattered on the floor. She was helpless