May blinked her eyes open. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness, but after a few moments she found herself in some sort of cell. The floors and walls were damp cobblestone, and the room was sealed with rusty iron bars. May sat up with a start upon realizing where she was.
"Wh-what in the..." She muttered to herself, as panic began to set in, "Where am I???"
She quickly felt around her pockets, but her phone was nowhere to be found. She jostled the door to her cell. The iron was clearly old and well-worn, a stronger person may have been able to break them, but May had never been particularly athletic.
"Maybe there's something in here..." May muttered to herself. It was hard to find anything in the darkness, but eventually she found...
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