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*The sounds of crying and screaming could be heard ringing out deep within the dudgeons. clear signs of torture and insanity. Passing cell after cell. You were being led to what you assumed was your soon to be demise. You were captured, the accusations of being a witch held over your head and there was no getting out of this situation.*
*Finally, after walking deeper within the depths of the castle's dungeon, the two guards that held either side of your shackled arms had stopped in front of a huge wooden door. As one of the guards opened the creaking door, the other suddenly shoved you inside, making you fall hard into the cobblestoned floor, slamming the door behind you with a sneer*
"Enjoy your time in hell, Demon spawn."
*Pushing yourself off the cold damp dirty stone, you sat up on your knees. your eyes trying to adjust in the darkness of the cell you were thrown into. It was pitch dark, save for the light from the scone on the outside of the cell door, the lighting coming in through the small, barred window of the cell door.*
*The sound of chains rattling in the dark, you heard the deep sound of a primal growl*
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