Chapter 129 - The Island Part 3 (1/2)

The room was empty and Daniella knew that no one was around even outside of the room. All the doctors and nurses were probably busy checking the result of her operation.

Her black irises were glooming despite the blinding light of the bulb, the only thing she could move was her eyes, she didn't dare to move, even her finger as it will only cause her an excruciating pain.

She gulped hard, there was no television in the room, it was just black and white, not even a single plant in the room, the only living things inside was her yet her body was feeling half dead.

So, the only thing she would do to entertain herself was to sing. Sing the song she first played in the piano.

Her voice, melancholic as the sound of the violin sang….

'Greatness as you'

'Smallest as me'

'You show me what is deep as sea'

Daniella stopped when she suddenly heard a voice from the other side of the wall.

”Where's the exit here?”

It was an unfamiliar voice; Daniella knew all the voices of the people working in the basement and the voice of the boy sounded from the other side of the wall was new and confused.

Her fragile body tried to get up but it dropped before she could even lift her head.

With all the energy she has left, Daniella lifted a hand and bang the wall.

”Help me,” she begged faintly.

The other side went silent and the hope that slowly grew in her heart faded.

As she was about to give up, the same voice spoke again.

”who's there?” the boy said followed by the knocks on the wall.

”Sh...” Daniella hushed, ”they have installed a voice alarm here so you must talk low.”

The other side went silent again.

”Can you help me? I am being held here against my will,” she begged.

”How can I help you?”

Hearing those words, Daniella's heart pulsated.

She hurriedly got up using the remaining energy she had. It was painful but she needed to be strong or else she won't be able to escape the place.

She leaned her lips closer to the wall and in an almost whisper, she spoke, ”at the other side of this basement was another room, my brother is in there,” she explained in a weak voice.

”His name is Danny, help him and he will tell you how to open my room,” she paused to gulp, her throat was dry making it hard for her to continue.

”Please find him.”

”I will just hold on there. I will be back.”

And the sound of the footstep leaving slowly faded, yet the hope inside of Daniella grew.

Finally, after three years, help came.

Waiting for the boy felt like an eternity in Daniella's mind. So, when the doorknob clicked, her heart stopped.

She gulped hard, her eyes shone with indescribable relief.

Two boys entered the room, the new faces gave her new hopes.

”Who are you?” one of the boys wearing a checkered red polo and round glasses asked.

Daniella pursed her lips and shook her head.