Chapter 2447

What's it like to be in a nightmare that's hard to wake up? This was not too strange for TIA, who was only 12 years old. In fact, it was only about a year since she came out of the orphanage where she had spent her whole childhood and entered the life of ifamani.

Speaking of it, she hasn't even really adjusted her mind to get rid of the shadow of the past, otherwise she wouldn't have this trip to New York where she played truant for no reason.

However, compared with the previous days of being bullied in orphanages, the current situation is obviously much more serious!

TIA felt very scared - probably because she had not studied hard in the past year. The newly acquired witch identity did not seem to play any role in this crisis. So now, after the previous figures passed, shrinking in the corner and holding her knees tightly became the only thing she could do.

This... This fear of curling up to hide in the dark and cramped, unable to wait for the arrival of pain, this uneasy depression that seems to make even the air thick and suffocating, what's the difference from the past?

"In the final analysis, I'm just a bug that can be trampled to death at any time. The results are the same in orphanages, magic schools and New York... No one can save me, God and sister Talisa can't save me, Mr. ifamani and Mr. Stewart can't save me, New York and Eliza... Because, because I have no qualification and value to be saved!"

In this cold prison, the petite and thin TIA would only hold her body tightly, and then tremble slightly in fear and inferiority. She talked to herself in her heart, silently counting those who had reached out to help themselves and delivered goodwill to themselves, and even stopped trying to distinguish whether those goodwill was true or false.

Is that important? No, it doesn't matter to TIA at all, because even false goodwill is warm and beautiful enough in her feelings.

Then the warmth will fade and leave, and I can only continue to hide in the dark and taste the cruel cold because of the contrast.

Who's to blame? Obviously not, only their own cowardice and weakness can be blamed.

"This is my destiny."

In the end, there was only one sentence left in TIA's chaotic mind, but it became lingering.

Until, footsteps sounded faintly from the iron fence door again.

"Is it... Again? Who is it this time?" TIA was shocked and couldn't help shrinking to the corner. "The man said it would be my turn soon, so... Is it me?"

Because of the darkness in the dungeon and the encirclement and obstruction of the thick wall, she doesn't even know how many prisoners like herself are around. For her, everything she has to face next seems unknown.

So, since you don't know anything and can't do anything, then... You have to give up?

So when the footsteps approached and came to the corridor outside, TIA completely closed her eyes hidden behind her messy hair and gave up thinking.

"Da... Da... Da..."

"Clang!"

"Oh, honey, are you waiting? Then... Let's go..."

Fragmentary sounds hovered in my ears, and then a cold touch came from my arm. It was a dry and powerful palm. It pinched on his arm with great force and hurt very much.

"Well."

TIA could feel that she had been dragged quite roughly from the ground, and her thin body seemed to be just a toy under each other's power. She stumbled a few times and subconsciously wanted to follow each other's strength, but she soon found that this action was just futile.

"Dang!"

"Ah."

She probably hit her ankle against the half open prison door, and the pain made TIA cry. In order not to feel this senseless pain, TIA honestly let the other party drag herself mercilessly. Even if her bare heel rubs on the rough ground, it still hurts, but at least it can be tolerated.

be it so! Whatever!

Under the illumination of the magic wand luminous spell, the cells on both sides finally have an outline. If you look carefully, you may see some people who are also locked here. But at this time, TIA still closed her eyes and had no interest in caring about the situation around her.

She just hopes that whatever will happen next - even if she is going to die today - all this can end as soon as possible.

"Uh."

It seemed that after a corner, TIA's calf hit a corner or something, which made her snort.

"Oh, I'm sorry, honey, it seems to hurt you again? But don't worry, we'll be here soon... When the master has personally checked your qualifications, we can really become a family..."

The hoarse, ugly voice was still murmuring something, as if it were talking to TIA, or just talking to herself. TIA didn't listen carefully, but let the nightmare go on by herself.

I don't know how long it took - the other party walked very fast, so maybe not long, TIA felt as if she had stopped. The skin on the heel had already been worn out. Maybe at this moment, it was bleeding and the wound was burning. She couldn't tell whether she had stopped for a while.

"Click... Click... Click..."

It was like the sound of lock cylinder rotation and hinge opening and closing, followed by a soft door opening sound.

The man dragged TIA into a heavy iron door, and then closed the door with a backhand wave of his magic wand. With a "bang" sound, she was left behind. TIA, who almost completely emptied her head, finally realized that she might have been taken out of the dark prison before.

"Well."

Many times, TIA began to open her eyes. Suddenly, light came in from the gap between the gradually opened eyelids. The light was a little dazzling, which made TIA's eyes slightly dull and painful after she had previously adapted to the darkness, but she still endured the pain and her tears and looked around.

What appeared in the constantly shaking vision was a gallery like corridor. Almost every picture hanging on the wall was dynamic characters and scenery, just like those she saw in ifamani. But some paintings have portraits staring at her with fierce and cold eyes, which makes her subconsciously avoid it.

But in a word, it is no longer in the black prison area.