Rescue?

It's been months since Alice was kidnapped. No one had come for her in the hellhole she was usually tortured in. She had become lifeless and unfeeling to the things outside. Her beautiful orbs which usually had light in them were no longer bright as they once were.

As she leaned on the mold wall,clothed in rags, she appeared to be dead.

The rhythmic knocks on the wall had never stopped. For the first few months, Alice was enthusiastic about finding out what they meant but as time went on, she began losing hope. The rhythmic knocks no longer meant a thing to her. Judging by the look on her face, she seemed to rather be irritated by it.

The only companion Alice had was her wolf who seemed to be getting stronger day by day but it felt like there was something stopping her from letting her wolf out.

Alice still hadn't stop asking the devil what he wanted from her but everytime, the only answer she got from him was 'the being in you,'.

She had no idea what he was always talking about a