Prison

!Trigger Warning! 

The scenes described in this chapter might make a few feel uncomfortable. Read at your own caution. 

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Fearful, the other maids quickly took the unconscious one lying beneath me out of my room, and I quickly changed into pajamas as I snuggled into the soft bed. 

… 

Clink… Clink… Clink… 

When I opened my eyes, I was in a stone brick room, similar to a dungeon you'd see in fantasy movies. 

I went to go rub my stale eyes, but a cold restriction held back my arms, causing my strangely aching shoulder to hurt even more. 

"What the hell," I muttered, and when I went to open my status, nothing appeared, not even a system error. 

My feet tried to move, but they were quickly stopped as they were restricted by metal chains that wrapped around my ankles, slightly pinching my skin.