#42 The Creepy Dungeons

Ryanna POV

The last cell yawned open, and the iron groaned like a dying thing. My torch flared higher, the shadows clawing at the damp stone as I stepped inside.

At first, I thought it was empty. Chains rattled in the silence, cobwebs sagged from the ceiling, and dust clung thick in the air. Then,...

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