Chapter 1

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I was waking up feeling sore on my neck. I blinked my eyes few times uncomfortable with the dark surrounding. Once I got my full conscious, I came to a feeling pain in my chest, dizziness in my head and then suddenly a stabbing pain on my leg. I wanted to see my leg but the room was pitch black that I could only brushed it with my palm. Felt like dried blood surrounding the wound. I tried to press harder and it stinging painful.

I blinked few times again while pressing my back to the cold wall behind me, trying to be able to see something. After few moments, my eyes started to adept to the darkness that I could see shapes, unclear shapes. 

"Hello?" I said.

No answer.

I moved aside and bumped something, or someone.

I only heard grunts.

"Hello?" I said again and were answered with another grunts.

Then I heard steps and shape of candles walking down the stairs, then I saw the bars as if I was in some kind of jail. The cold breeze of air got me to guess that I was in a dungeon. Was I being prank by Slytherin?

When the light came closer, I could see that I was surrounded by piles of body. And the horrifying smell of dead animals and human feces were making sense now. 

"Urrgghh," said the man, "We need to remove the dead bodies."

When he opened the door, some of them moved away from the entrance, pushing the unmoving bodies. Small cries were heard and then his eyes were on mine.

I never felt this terrified in all my life. I'd never seen this person before. But I could know that he was a death eater.

"Well well well," he said, "but not tonight, mudblood. We don't need a virgin tonight."

He then gazed around and picked a girl near me.

She was whimpering for the pain that he pulled her hair to get her to stand. Without concerning on her pain, he roughly dragged her out and locked the door again with his wand. He brought the girl and the light that I was surrounded by the darkness again.

"What is this place?" I asked. But again nobody answered.

It was probably few minutes or hours, I didn't know, but it felt like a lifetime for me. My days when laughter was never far away for me was like million years ago. As if they were just a dream of may actual suffering days in here. Was it a dungeon? I believed so.

Or was this one the dream. "Wake up," I said to myself closing my eyes harder and harder. 

But every time I opened my eyes, I was still there. 

I was still forcing myself to awake when I saw another light coming down. Two death eaters with their masks coming down. One opened the door with his wand and they started to levitate those piles of bodies. Leaving only a few of us left. They locked the door again and left with the light.

How ironic was that. They were death eaters, the slaves of a crazy man called himself the Dark Lord Voldermort, but for me, they brought the light. Or was I wrong. I merely there for few hours probably. While the others, those girls who couldn't even answered me, how weak were they. Or those who even became piles of bodies. They were treated like animals. No, we, we were treated like animals.

Tears fell down, fear crept inside me, questions crawling into my head, what did they do to these girls? What would they do to me?

While those questions were remain unanswered another light had already come down again. The death eater dragged the girl down, but this time, she was bleeding. New wounds were obvious in her naked pale skin, fresh cuts, small and big open slash were all over her. She was unconscious. He threw her inside, very near to me then he walked away again.

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