The Girl in the Dungeon [2]

Eight years ago

On the other side of her hell room was a man who wanted nothing other than seeing her out of that place, but what could he do? She wasn't even aware that there was a room on the other side, hell she had been so trapped in her mind that her sleep was her way out. But even in her sleep, she couldn't have peace. 

She had snippets of things that happened earlier. She had hints of a lot of things. Hints to what she didn't really know but they haunted her. Her sleep should have been peaceful, her sleep should've been uninterrupted, but we can't all have what we want, now can we? The mosquitoes in the room gave her no peace, it's like they were paid to make her life miserable. 

How was she supposed to even sleep in such a place?

 She wanted to move, but she couldn't. 

She still refused to open her eyes.

If she had to be in the dark, then she would remain in familiar darkness, one that didn't scare her.