There was one thing everyone in Alldark agreed on. You never cried. More than once Quinn had seen people taken away to the Spires. Quinn shuddered at the mere thought of them. The Alldark was a place of suffering. The sun was no more than a fairytale in the Alldark. Quinn wasn't even sure it existed. All Quinn had ever known were the dark caves that made up the Alldark. All Quinn was sure of was that she never wanted to go to the Spires. The Spires were three tall towers that were visible from anywhere in Alldark. The only thing that Quinn knew for sure about them is that anyone who went in them never went out.