We get to his "estate" and it truly is very large. We first enter the main room. Very large with more than 20 full length windows, all covered with Bees wax gold curtains. There were multiple stands with different things. Each of them looked old and dusty. I started understanding why I was needed here. A very large table with 2 chairs at both ends. This table could probably guess 20 people. So many details I could not get to because the man dragged me out of the room to somewhere else. I was so curious of where we were going, so had to ask,"Umm. Where are we going?"
He replied with a,"Let's just say your room." A room would be nice. Maybe I can rest a little. We walk down a staircase and into a dim lighted hallway with one window at the end of the hall. We walk down to the last dungeon. He opens the door and says,"Your room." and smiles.
"My room?" I shriek.
"It's better than saying a dungeon." He laughs and pushes me in. I fall on the ground and hear the door shut behind me. I stand up and go to the door. It is locked. How could he do this to me. I bang on the door."Rumplestilskin? Anyone? Open this door at once." I yell. Nothing. No one. I get tired after a while and fall asleep. The last thing I remember before falling asleep on the cold floor was the last piece of sun light from the tiny window, drowning out, into nothing.
