Delilah's POV

　　I woke up with a start, my mind foggy and my body aching. I blinked my eyes to adjust to the atmosphere.

　　I struggled to sit up, scanning around maybe I could find anything familiar, when I realized that I was in a cold, dark dungeon.

　　My hands and legs were chained to the stone floor, and I was surrounded by damp walls and the stench of mold. And the only light came from a faint torch flickering in the corner, casting strange shadows on ...