battered and beaten

Pecking my lips once more, he said, “let’s go.”

***

Walking into the dungeon, the first thing that hit me was the pungent smell coming from within the walls. I didn’t or would I say wasn’t expecting it, but because I was determined to see Micaela and thought to myself that it’s also living beings that are placed here and watches over the prisoners, I Just had to force myself to adjust to it.

I followed my mate down the narrow hallway leading to different cell doors on both sides of the corridor.

As we walk, I tried not to make eye contact with the hostages occupying each cell but despite my avoiding them, I couldn’t help sharing eye gaze with some of them.

The demeanor I saw in them wasn’t one I wished to perceive. In some, I saw total despair that had me thinking they were wishing for death to find them the very moment they noticed the presence of my mate. It was as if they saw the devil himself when they look at him. S