Chapter 054 Dungeon

Rylee

The dungeon is shockingly large, hard to believe it’s hidden beneath the mansion. Ghost memories of Greenvale’s prison flood my mind. That night, Syd came to me. Now, here I am, the roles reversed. The only difference is that the floor isn't covered in straw, there’s no unbearable dampness, and no putrid stench.

Syd huddles in the corner of his cell, his body battered and bare, his back a bloody mess. He looks worse than he did yesterday. What happened after we parted? Did he resist again only to be beaten down?

At the sound of my steps, Syd sits up, alert. His heavy breathing fills the silence.

I call out, “Syd, it’s me.”

He looks up, sees me, and jumps to his feet, but quickly lowers his head, staying where he is. “What are you doing here?” he asks, his voice strained. Then, as if remembering something, he says, “Leave. This isn’t the place for you.”

His words are strange, confusing. “Are you okay?” I whisper.

“Not dead, anyway.” His tone is low, and he avoids my gaze, his bro