The room was arrayed in a collection of several glowing torches, brightening up the ominous room under their yellow flames which cast a shaky shadow against the walls as they flickered gently under the eerie breeze coursing with a gentle swell.
The walls were constructed with an intricate pattern of stone bricks that stacked meticulously against each other to forge a height of towering magnitude.
And within the sweeping area of space inside the room, something bizarre caught Trick's attention.
He now watched with uneasy eyes as a child laid almost lifelessly within the cold stony tiles of the ominous room.
Her appearance frail and weak, she trembled frightfully where she laid. Evidence that she was at least still alive.
The little girl appearing to be no older than six years of age slowly lifted her head with evident strain, seemingly seeking where the sounds of footsteps had emerged from.
