Chapter 4

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After the conversation with Villefort I was taken to cell and locked down.

At this point I didn't know what to do, but to trust Villefort and wait until he gets me out of here.

But as the time was passing by nothing seemed to happen and instead of letting me go I was taken to the jail island, or whatever, called "If".

I tried to escape by trying to jump into the water from the boat, but the two men that was taking me there were way too strong and were be able to hold me in place while we arrived.

As we arrived I was immediately taken to one of the dark cells, locked away and they simply left, not telling me anything at all.

The cell was way too dark to even see anything.

I didn't know what to do anymore.

All I was hoping for is that Villefort will help me out of this hell and won't let me stay here forever...

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But as the time was passing by I started to realize he isn't going to help me at all.... In fact he'll just let me die here.

Dear god, I wonder what happened to Angie in the meantime... As I'm here for 3 weeks now, if not longer.

And if this wouldn't be enough I'm starting to go insane as well because I hear things from under me... Like someone's digging, or something.

I honestly thought I went crazy until one evening...

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I was sitting on my bed, trying to figure out what the hell am I gonna do with my life when suddenly a hold appeared on my floor then I torch came out and soon a head peeked out too which made me jump.

- What the hell?! - I gasped.

It was an old man with long, white beard.

He first looked around in my room then when he saw me he jumped out of his... Hole?

- Young man! - he said.

- Uh...

- Sorry. Did I scare you?

- Eh... Just a little bit - I muttered - Who are you and how did you even end up here?

- Ah, my bad! Let me explain everything! First of all my name's Faria Abbe... And if I heard it correctly your name's German Castillo, right?

- That's right.

- Okay!

And with that he started explaining his whole life so far, what did he do before he got arrested and how does he surviving for almost 30 years now.

- 30 years?! That's way too much... - I sighed - I can't stay here for that long...

- Why did you end up here?

- They say I was wanted to do an outrage against the king.

- Huh... Wait, who's the king now?

- Lajos the 2nd. (A/N: This is something I probably writing incorrectly and also something that won't be that important anyway)

- Good god... I got here when Napoleon was the ruler. Was too much time I've spent here for nothing - Faria sighed.

Suddenly we heard some guards coming and Faria went to his hole...

- I'll go back for the check up, but let us continue this conversation tomorrow at this time again - he said as he jumped back into the hole with his torch, closing it up properly.

I feel like this is something that's happen only... I don't know where to be honest... But I didn't expect this to happen to me...

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