Rosalyn's POV

"Mama! Papa! I'm hungry!" She yelled. They had kept Rosa locked up for three days in the tiny room.

"You don't get food!" Her father bellowed from the other side of the door. She sank to the ground and started to cry. How could they be so cruel? Parents were supposed to be loving, caring people. Rosa crawled to the corner and wrapped her arms around herself.

She whipped her tears away. What was the point? They would probably leave her in there without food for several more days, and then when she was on the verge of dyeing they would give her a small amount of food and water.

She sighed and looked around. How could they have kept Erik in here? How was he able to survive so long in here? It was a dark damp little room with cob webs on the ceiling and rats that went in and out of holes in the wall.

Rosa crawled over to a hole and outlined it with her finger. A rat popped out. She screamed and crawled over to the center of the room. There lay a small rug with a pillow on it. At least they were kind enough to give Erik a pillow, as ragged and torn as it may be.

She tried to lay down but the floor seemed strangely uneven she moved the rug aside and found that a floor bored was slightly ajar. She lifted the board and found a small tunnel. Erik was a genius why hadn't he left before?

She climbed inside and fixed the floor board above her. She would find Erik, help him escape, and they would leave Rouen and never look back.