Chapter 34

Kathrine’s Point of View

Kathrine sat in the dimly lit basement, her heart heavy with despair. It had been hours since she had been confined to this dreadful place, and with each passing minute, her hope of ever being released grew dimmer. The walls seemed to close in on her, suffocating her spirit and leaving her feeling utterly defeated.

As she sat there, her mind filled with thoughts of escape and freedom, a sudden sound broke the silence. The creaking of the basement door echoed through the heavy air, sending a shiver down Kathrine's spine. Her eyes widened, and she strained to listen, her senses heightened with anticipation.

Footsteps echoed through the room, growing louder with each passing second. Kathrine's heart raced, her breath caught in her throat. She remained silent, her throat dry and sore from the lack of water and from the crying. Fear gripped her tightly, but she fought to keep her composure, her eyes darting around the room, searching for any sign of who might be co