Dance Of Death

Diane's POV

I got up and started pacing around the dark and cold prison I had been locked in. Owen was going to bring Lucius. They were coming to save me. I just had to hold on for a while longer.

My fingers were shaking as my anxiety took the better of me but I didn't stop I continued moving about. I believed the exercise would help calm my nerves.

I didn't know how long I moved about but I stopped when I heard Owen's tiny little voice again.

"Mummy!" He yelled and I paused.

All my senses were focused as I tried to listen in more closely but as it was typical of Owen he didn't say anything at all.

I rushed over to the door and pressed my ear to it, trying to figure out if he had come with someone else.

"No! Mummy!" Owen repeated and I wondered what was riling him up.

I raised my fingers and started knocking against the door as hard as I could, hoping that whoever was with Owen could hear me.

"Help!" I cried out, my voice completely gone from all the screaming and little hydration.

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