It was dark, too dark. Luna did not know what kind of place they were going to, her knees trembling slightly. She was just grinning from ear to ear earlier but it's as though fear overtook her the moment she saw no light. Due to that, her acting became real that they would not suspect her in the least.
'That's why I hate spying work!' she thought, her lips pursed as she let herself be pulled at by the wrist.
Luna inhaled and exhaled, silently. Her mind slowly adjusted since her task was more important than any other past traumas. Then, while deep in thought, the man suddenly pushed her inside a small damp, and dark jail cell; leaving her alone.
Crawling without a sound, she leaned her ears on the heavy wooden door. They were underestimating her too much, thinking that she would be on her knees in one corner while trembling. However, here she was, trying to eavesdrop on all she could.
"Aren't we giving her to the boss?"