"Ugh," Draco groaned as he flipped open his eyelids. His vision was blurry, and it took a while for him to adjust, but all he saw was darkness.
"Where am I?" Draco muttered as he stood up. His surrounding was in total darkness. He stood still and tried to feel the atmosphere when someone touched his hand.
"Ah!" Draco shouted and went to a defensive position when he heard Vanda's giggle.
"Calm down," Vanda stated with amusement before she lit the candle to light the surrounding.
"Where are we?" Draco asked while looking around when he noticed the same scratches of claws in the walls.
"What do you think?" Vanda rolled her eyes. She moved the candle in a specific direction, and in that spot was a girl hugging herself in a fetal position.
Draco looked at the silver chains on the girl's wrists and ankles that looked new, compared to the one he saw that was old and rusty.
"Dear Milk, you are my one true love."