Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into days. Days turned to weeks, and so— it went on to turn into months.

The brunette can seriously go crazy at this point. For weeks, she has been trapped in this cage. No food, no spare place. And even when she tries to barge out through her burning rage, no progress forms for her helpless self.

Until... she had saw a presence. Lana's eyes would widen, her face giving out insanity. “W—WHO'S... WHO'S THERE.”