Chapter 225

Author's POV...

Kara lay there for about half an hour, listening to the movements die down until, eventually, it was as quiet as the grave; even the snore of fellow prisoners could not be heard. She knew it was time to go. She rose and shredded her clothes till all that was left was her inner wear; she then wrapped the pieces of the shredded clothes around her feet, she knew her delicate soles could not take what she was planning, and she had no shoes to put on. With her feet heavily padded up, she crawled quietly to the corner.

She removed the key, cleaned it up and fit it into the lock, praying she had gotten the right one; she had watched and made sure she knew the exact keys for her cell. As she heard the click, she sighed with relief and opened the door very slowly to avoid the creaking sound; she squeezed herself through and tiptoed into the night, quietly navigating the many hallways that led around the dungeon. She had listened to the rhythm of footfalls each day and could