Thrown Into The Dungeon

CHAPTER NINE

Thrown Into The Dungeon

Leanda's heart was pounding in her chest as she was thrown into the cell. The door slammed shut behind her, and she heard the sound of the lock clicking into place. She stood there for a moment, her eyes adjusting to the dim light of the cell.

The cell was small and dark, with stone walls and a dirt floor. There was a small window high up on the wall, but it was too high for her to reach. The only other thing in the cell was a straw mattress in the corner. It was clear that the cell was designed to be as dreadful as possible, with no amenities or comforts.

Leanda held onto the door, banging it and calling for help. She screamed until her throat was hoarse, but no one came. She sank to the ground, her back against the door, and broke down in tears. She was completely alone, in a world she didn't understand, trapped in a cell with no hope of escape.

After a while, she wiped away her tears and started to look around the cell. She examined the walls, s