Chapter 57

Ethan's POV

It had been seven agonizing days. The stench of the dungeon was unbearable and Ramine's corpse had reduced to bloated remains, clumps of green decaying skin littered around the dungeon floor, a work of the rats.

The rats weren't the only problem as flies and insects clambered over the corpse.

My vision blurred uncontrollably, my eyes were so heavy that keeping them open was torture. My stomach was churning and rumbling, my insides twisting painfully.

My throat was so dry that it had become sore and my bladder was so full that I could barely move my legs because I feared that if I did, I would wet myself.

I had been starved of food and water for these seven days, no one had come to see me so I couldn't ask to use the bathroom.

The first few days I cried a lot, seeing Ramine in this state again made me too emotional but on the fourth day, when the hunger and thirst became unbearable, I didn't even have the strength to worry about that anymore as I battled with the hung