Inside an underground prison with a lot of starving prisoners, a dark and oppressive place, where the harsh reality of confinement and deprivation was felt by all who were held there. The prison was likely to be located deep beneath the ground, with few windows or openings to the outside world. The air was stale and musty, and the only light came from dim, flickering torches that casted eerie shadows across the walls.
Armaita rushed through the darkened hallway. Prison cells from both directions, filled to the pack with starved people. When they saw Armaita run past, they ferociously jumped to the bar and reached out with their dirty hands. They did not know who she was or what she was here for. All they knew was that she might be the answer to their escape.