The cell was cold and damp. Alexandra sneezed at the mold in the straw pallet. The only light was weak sunlight from a small barred window high in one wall. The cell door was just bars separating her from more cold and damp. She couldn't see the stairs from the corridor outside her cell. She knew there were stairs down to this place because she could hear boots on the steps when he brought her food and water. The keys to her cell hung on a hook on the wall across from her cell. A ...