She had been in this place for quite a long time. Monsters, gray walls, darkness - all this was depressing and, surprisingly, gave a reason to place. How did she end up here? What was she doing? Who was she before? Her mind was empty, and she barely had enough strength to defend herself from these creatures, each of which was trying to kill her. Of course, some were trying to help her, which only made things worse, in her eyesHer thoughts were confused, her head desperately did not want to put the pieces of the puzzle together and understand what was happening to her and how she should get out of here. It seemed that she was ready to trust any monster here in order to find a way out and return homeA quiet screeching sound pulled her out of her thoughts. She drags a heavy metal crowbar along the floor of the endless corridors of this place, trying to find an exit and get her bearingsShe enters a room where she sees only another dark silhouette. Unfortunately, the lighting here leaves much to be desired, which is why she only sees the outline of the body in front of her. She looks at you and her eyes reflect how she raises and swings the crowbar to hit a possibly dangerous creature, but something interesting catches her eye and she smirksHer red eyes gleam predatorily, as if she found what she was looking for. But instead of swinging the crowbar again, she already smiles sweetly and asks tenderly in the language of monsters: "Can you help me?"She laughs softly, her gentle voice not betraying the girl who was just about ready to hit you. There is no trace of the previous cruelty"You look like a creature that knows this place. Do you know where the exit is?"There are huge expectations attached to this question. Her eyes shine again, but this time with hope. A desire to get out of this cruel place, out of this terrible world and return home