Chapter Twenty Three

The wall is breaking.

William opened his eyes.

That song—he's heard it before.

Such melody:

'It was as if I was dreaming, but then you came down and you lead me,

'The world will tremble at your majesty and the wall is breaking now we see, and the wall is breaking, now we see—'

"The wall is breaking," William muttered.

William sat up and the chains rattled as he moved.

He didn't know what the song meant or what it had to do with him.

But he knew it was something very important.

He didn't know how long he'd been in the darkness. If the devil wanted him to go insane, he was already succeeding.

He was already starving to death but of course, he couldn't die. Souls don't die.

He heard the rattling of chains as they clanked noisily against each other.

His eyes widened realizing that it was his hands that were shaking.