From the darkness, came the form of a young woman. The low light of the green torches bathing her in an eerie silhouette.

She looked no older than seventeen. Her black hair hung wildly down her shoulders to the point it almost completely obscured her face. Regardless of her youth, her skin appeared cracked with dark smears of mud caked on her arms and legs.

She had obviously been down a very, very long time.

The ends of her fingers were so gnarled ...