Abandoned Prison

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The sound of the drips of water falling from the ceiling echoed through the dark empty cells. Forgotten for years and buried underground. They at least used to be empty for many years but now a new prisoner found himself locked in one of them.

Kass was waking up. He didn't know where he was but the air was cool and it felt stale. He was sitting on a rough dirt floor. He didn't know how he got here but it didn't feel like he was in his mining settlement where they were going.

The last thing he remembered was that he and his warriors were traveling through the deep wild forests at the edge of the Drevov Mountains. A fierce battle broke out at night between them and the undead.

He couldn't recall exactly what happened but he knew that his men were dying way too fast to the inhuman creatures. Some of the undead wielded rusted weapons and armor and others had strange small cages on them.

The last things he remembered were unnatural animal growls quickly getting near from behind and out of nowhere a blue light flashed in front of him. He tried to swing his sword at it but it disappeared and everything had gone black.

He finally opened his eyes. He was in a small dark cell the only light was from the fires burning somewhere in the corridor behind the door made of black iron bars. His head hurt as something hit him before he passed out.

Soon he realized that the iron bars weren't the only thing restricting his freedom. There was something heavy and cold on his arms. Heavy iron cuffs were locked around his hands and chained to the wall.

Everything was silent except the drips of water that were constantly falling from the ceiling on the cobbled floor outside the cell and in the small puddles on the ground.

There were so many questions on his mind. "Where I am? Who captured me?" And the most important question was. What do they intend to do with him? He was a quite rich man running a mining and lumbering company. He was sure that he could come to an agreement with whoever captured him at least if they were human. If not it could be a slight complication, but he stayed calm for now.

He tried to look outside the cell but the chains rattled loudly as he moved and they didn't allow him to get too far. There were other cells on the other sides of the corridor but it looked like they were all empty and the only source of light was a candle on a stand hanging from the wall.

From what he saw he deduced that he was underground and the wetness that was everywhere gave him a hint of where he was. "I must be in the Abandoned Prison," he thought to himself.

The prison was flooded ten years ago and it was a ruin ever since then. It was destroyed by the water and the lighting. It was a storm so strong that some people thought that it was the wrath of the God of Justice punishing the sinful souls imprisoned here.

Since he wasn't sure if he was the only prisoner, he called out "Hello is someone here?" But no answer came. He tried it again after a minute but the answer was the same.

He thought that no one answered him but suddenly he froze in place and his heart started beating fast. A woman made of transparent blue light appeared in front of his cell. Her eyes were cold and her face bared no emotions. She was flowing slightly above the ground and calmly observing him.

He instinctively crawled back and pressed himself against the wall. The creature was still looking at him and he didn't even dare to breathe. There was no way of seeing what it thought or if it could even think like a human. It was a ghost. They were usually summoned by necromancers. They were powerful beings that one human alone usually couldn't challenge.

The woman was young about ten years younger than him, probably in her twenties. She had chain mail armor with a shield and a sword. All he could do was just look at her with no escape. He didn't dare to move to provoke her. Luckily she turned around after a few tense seconds and Kass let out a relieved breath but his heart still didn't calm down.

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