Be Careful When You Bite Me

The more I walked the more I discovered, more closets, more rooms, more of everything, but still no dungeon. I walked through the kitchen where Damon and Isabelle had been and wondered who Isabelle even is. It was clear that she had a certain romance with Seth but there was something with Damon too. Besides the Queen, she was the only other vampire girl I've met.

And been bitten by.

I had been walking for what must have been half an hour before opening up a pair of double doors that led outdoors. Not completely outdoors, just a few meters of grass before large metal gates lined the perimeters making it impossible to escape. I decided to take what I can get and walked on the grass, breathing in the fresh air that felt like the only normal thing left in my life right now.

I squinted my eyes and looked up at the sun. I realized I hadn't actually seen or felt the sunlight on my skin for days now and also realized that everything I had done outside the castle walls had been during the night.

I wondered if it was true that vampires couldn't be out in the sunlight and if that's why the castle was so quiet.

Are they.... sleeping?

I searched the trees in hopes of finding a bird or a squirrel, something to remind me of life before The Underworld but I didn't see a living creature anywhere. I let out a soft sigh and was about to head inside when I felt my shoes touch something that wasn't grass. I looked down at my feet to see a large square piece of metal that almost resembled the doors of an underground tunnel. The word dungeon echoed in my head as I reached down and slid my fingers underneath in an attempt to lift it up. I felt dirt slide up in my nails but continued to pull at the piece of metal. I was almost convinced that it was merely a piece of scrap stationed in the ground until the door lifted up abruptly, sending me flying backward. I stepped forward and opened it all the way, revealing a dark wooden stairway leading down into the ground.

My breathing quickened and I stood restlessly in confusion.

do I do? Do I go

was afraid of the journey down the creepy stairs but a majority of me was more afraid

head was racing with a thousand thoughts of images that should have sent me running in the opposite direction. The sudden image of the lady in the village came to my mind. I saw her fall to her knees and cry out for the guards to spare her son. The pain in her voice had been so desolated, almost as if she

heels

shout at me for being out....if that man is down there right now...how would I sneak him out of the castle if I couldn't even

hide him until I figured it out or

be both our

my shoulders if he could

see if he's alive and if he is,

go back and get him.

instead, took

quicken. I swallowed back the fear and took a few more steps down until the light from the opening

echo and the sound of a breeze, almost

in water