The Little Boy in a Dungeon

I squinted my eyes.

There was a little boy in the dungeon with me! I couldn’t believe how all those people could detain such a small child in a horrible, dark, and cold prison cell like this! At first, I didn’t move. I just stayed staring at him because he was so still while sitting on a block of rock. His elbows both rested on his knees, while his face stayed hidden under his silver hair. His hair reminded me of Alpha Hunter, though, which brought me back to the unfortunate situation I was in because of Sandra!

The first thing I did was to stay calm and not scare the little boy, so I slowed my breath and sat on the rocky floor silently. There was an eerie silence after I decided not to act like a lunatic beast in front of a kid, and so I asked with a soft voice, "Who are you, kid?"

The boy lifted his face, and for seconds, I was surprised when the dim light from the torches reflected his icy blue eyes. His glare felt familiar to me when his eyes caught mine. I thought he was just aro