At such a young age, how did Dave survive such terrible experiences?
Finally, Bianca’s voice quivered as she asked, “During those ten days…”
“I survived by eating mud, scraping bits off the walls, and drinking water seeping through the cracks. The cellar was damp, and the days were gloomy and rainy. Somehow, against all odds, I managed to make it through.”
Bianca felt her heart ache with pain, imagining what Dave had endured.
“And how did you eventually get out?” she asked, her voice still trembling.
“The neighbor’s daughter found me when she came over one day and rescued me. Luckily, my grandfather was home at the time, so he protected me from my uncles.”
As Dave finished recounting his story with calmness, his demeanor shifted, and a coldness settled into his dark eyes.