“Plan what?” I asked, a sliver of hope cutting through the thick layer of fear.“To escape,” Caramen said, her eyes blazing with a fierce, unwavering determination. “We’re not going to stay here forever. We’re going to find a way out.”I looked at her, a strange mix of apprehension and burgeoning trust swelling in my chest. She was so strong, so utterly resilient. “How long have you been here?” I whispered.“Long enough,” she replied, her voice filled with a profound weariness. “Long enough to know that we have to fight. We have to fight for our lives, for our sanity, for our freedom.”I nodded, the word 'freedom' feeling potent and distant. The dying lantern light cast harsh, dancing shadows across the deep lines etched into Caramen’s weathered face. The silence was heavy, punctuated only by the unnerving drip of water echoing through some unknown source in the vast, subterranean space.“They brought me here in the dead of night,” Caramen continued, her voice a low, dangerous s
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