AMBER'S POV.

　　I couldn't shake off the chill that seemed to seep into my bones as I lay in the cold, damp dungeon. I quickly got up from the floor and rubbed my hands together, trying to produce some heat to get me warm before I froze here. The whole cell was just so cruel, because it was either too hot or too cold.

　　I wondered if it had been specifically made for that. Getting to the bars, I sniffed the air harshly but the musty scent of decay had me pinching my ...