Xue Rui stood behind me and spoke, "Your worst nightmare. It's called the Thunder Cage."
The air reeks with mildew and regret, thick enough to choke on. Water drips through the cracks in the walls, and there isn't any light except through the cracks.
There were groaning and complaining, which sent a chill down my spine. Xue Rui walked behind me way too close, as if he was afraid I would run away.
I hissed through my teeth when he clenched the chains painfully, and he said with a cruel smugness in his voice, "This is where you exactly belong, with the low lives."
I turned to him and gave him a cold face, "Why do you hate me so much?"
Xue Rui's eyes were dark, with no light, and the jail was silent, except for the trickling of the water. And groaning behind the cells. And cries and pleas for mercy.
"Because someone cares for you. And you don't have anything. You're poor like those people on the streets in those filthy clothes, and he gives you glances while I get nothing."
