Death is salvation

"Drip..."

Softly and gently, the sound of a drop of water falling onto a cold but tender skin echoed in a dark and unfamiliar room.

Not long after, faint cling-clang noises of iron and metallic something cascading on the ground reverberated. It was a stark contrast to the gentle drop earlier. More dominant and frightening.

Yet actually, if people would just see the real situation within that dark and ominously silent room, they would realize that both the sound of water of metals crashing onto exposed skin or cold floor were similar. Similarly disturbing.

One was blood.

The other, chains bounding limbs.

All hidden in that eerie darkness.

'Where am I?'

Eithan promptly asked the question when he realized that when he opened his eyes, there was nothing but black in front of him.

The sight made his brows furrow.

'System, lights.'

He closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds for the illumination. Perplexingly, moments passed that nothing changed from the dark spectrum of colors that he