The hall was a long one, with multiple cells inside. All but one cell was either empty with blood and chains or completely empty. That one cell was filled with you, though. You were bruised and chained within, and you had an emptiness in your eyes when you looked at him.

His gun lowered slightly as he took a step back and looked at you in a way that filled him with sorrow and regret. You looked so weak and small, like a fragile flower.