Underground Dungeon

I was taking a risk and it was one that might cause both I and Damon's life but it was all I could do. It was my last resort.

My eyes shut, I tried my best to remember all I could about the convenience store, the shelves, the paint, the smell of it.

My brain fought against the strain but I kept on with it, harder with each passing second until finally, I felt the air change, and when my eyes came open I was in the convenience store, I hoped.

It was dark, so dark and cold I shivered from it despite the sweater I was wearing.

I hoped with everything in me that I wasn't going to regret this, if my plans didn't work then it was over for

Damon and me.

I had guessed and I prayed it was correct that Damon was being held in the underground dungeons. It was the only place I could think of that he was being held in and it was like why David had refused to take me to see him.

Although during my time there, I hadn't heard anything to indicate we were in the same building but something still convi