The Unseen

Chapter 1

No one cared. No one ever did. No one does. And they never will. And they will never know, they'll never know about this world I'm trapped in beneath them whilst they get to live a normal life. Ha. Normal life. I never really knew what that was. And I certainly never will know now.

Because I am in this dungeon, this deep dark place. I don't know why I had to go here. Why was I punished for being different? It was never my choice. And this is certainly not the place a misfit wants to be, because this is where the baddest of bad end up too. I wish for anything to get out of this place and back to my home. My real home. Not in this town. No, because this is the place I didn't fit in and now I am here. In a dungeon. And who would of thought that is even possible to happen? No one knows, well no one knows it's real, there are the rumours, but that's all most people think it is. A rumour. Nothing more. I want to go back home to Belery. I was happy there until I was cruelly ripped away from everything I'd ever known, and sent to this town and to end up here...

No one noticed I was gone. Well maybe they did. But they didn't care. Why would they? I had no family, not really. My parents, they went missing when I was only five. I barely remember them. I can only hope that they're not suffering a life alike mine. And my brother Perry was only seven and I haven't seen him since I was six and he was almost eight. And now I'm almost sixteen. It's been so long, I wonder if he'd even remember me, no one ever seems to. We'd gone from foster care to foster care and had managed to stay together, but then one time we got split up. And I haven't seen him since. And I can't find him. After that I went through a few more foster homes until I got adopted. It was a good place and I was as happy as someone with this much baggage could be. Until they had their own children. They didn't want me anymore. I don't know why it surprised me. No one ever had, no one ever will, and this is why I am in this dungeon, the Dungeon of the Unseen. Because no one noticed me or cared. My foster carers here were horrible. They didn't care about me at all. They couldn't even remember my name. Because Carly must be such a hard name to remember. Not. Why people like that get to look after children I'll never know. They're probably glad I just disappeared.

I'd thought life was tough before I was trapped down here. But I was wrong. I don't quite know how I actually physically ended up down here. The last thing I remember up in the real world was something hit my head when I was once again alone as usual and then I woke up down here. I know I'm below the drain because I can see it, but everyone down here us so far down no one above us can see us. Because they're the lucky ones. They don't know what the underground life is like.

It would be bad enough if down here we just sat around with nothing to do. But that's not what it's like. Because of Sir Valmot. And this is not good. He is the master down here and we must obey, if not, then everything can get even worse, though you never thought it could get worse down here. And he won't kill you quickly, no, that'd be too easy an escape from this living hell. What he does is a form of torture, a poison that'll send the body into a shock, beatings, constantly until you agree to follow him, you will suffer until you die. And every time a new person is sent here, he chooses someone, to use as an example to show what'll happen if we don't obey. In some ways I'm one of the luckier ones down here because I have not yet been selected to be the 'example'.