Locked [hiatus]

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Introduction

Im celeste , nothing much.

Well, i've been living in this dreadful basement since forever? i dont know how did i even ended up here but yea, pretty much. i gave up all hopes on escaping because its useless. I mean, i used to try breaking the doors or climbing, whatever ways. You name it, i failed it. It will just tire your energy and probably give you extra injuries.
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Celeste was abused and trapped in the basement. Awaiting for a day to be freed, yearning to explore the outside, what it is like to be free again....

But that day never arrives.

J's POV
i haven't forget my best friend, we used to have much fun together. Why did i not forget her? Of course, she was important but why do i suddenly have the urge to find her? Well, its not really out of a sudden and its also just weird sometimes i think about it, she disappeared without a trace. Weird right?

They said she was killed in the woods when she was about to be married. Who would believe that? It's weird for me to believe, the leader of some powerful group wanted to marry her and she so willingly agreed?

She was so young and she willingly accepted this marriage to some old guy? I doubt. Impossible.

Thus, i have been researching by myself, i collect information about her, i swear i'm not being creepy but if my data analysis are right , she is probably trapped in some basement. I don't know where exactly she is but i could possibly look for him. 

I just hope to help her from whatever situation she is in...
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It was now 3pm , the time that she'd be fed a minimum amount of food and water. Most
times, she wondered how she survived with that amount of food for this long.

As usual, the Dungeon/basement Doors flew open, revealing her father. Or should i say 'Father', interrupting her train of thoughts.

He didn't spare a single glance at celeste , he harshly dumped the food and the bottle of water on the floor , completely unbothered.

Celeste who was definitely famished by now, immediately scurried to the food and water, wolfing them down.

His eyes showed no pity at all , just a mix of coldness and anger. He swiftly left and the sound of locked doors resonated throughout.

Celeste, once again being left alone in that lonely, old room, started to cry after eating and drinking. She didnt want to cry , moreover did she like to cry. The tears would flow down uncontrollably, she didnt know why either.