"Hang tight, we are going to save you soon. Play along. Details dropping soon." I read the content of the paper, replaying the message in my mind.

What did this mean? Could this be one of Dean's twisted mind games? I threw the paper aside, refusing to let hope creep back into my heart.

Then I saw something that made my breath catch. Arthur. He was actually here, he'd come to save me.

I rushed to the bars. "Please save me," I cried, tears streaming down my face. I felt so weak, so tired and ...