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Isolation. The worst part of the dungeon. Everything was quite, Cold, and worst of all lonely. Eugene was familiar with the place he wasn't often sent there when he was in jail but the few times he was were awful. But now that he was the guard Captain he had to go down there more than ever. He really hated that part of the job, going down to the last floor and freeze just to make sure everyone was still there. But he will never forget the time he was sent to the permanent isolation Chambers. If you thought the normal Chambers were cold you'd see nothing yet
Everything was quiet. There only seems to be one person who was kept there. A breeze blew through the chamber. Eugene shivers. He sighs and looks down at the paper depicting all who was in The Chambers and only sees one name. His heart sank. "What is the kid doing down here" he says to himself. He looks at the door and tenses up. He puts the paper in his bag and grabs the hilt of his sword unsure what will happen when he opens the door. ( Will he lunge out at me, well he still be angry). Eugene thinks
As he opens the door he readys himself for him to attack but nothing comes. Eugene glares in and his heart seems to stop. Varian, laying there hardly breathing.
Eugene slowly walks up to the boy, and shakes him. Nothing. Eugene checks for a pulse, it's slow and faint. And when he removes his hand he realizes varian is bleeding from an unknown point of origin. In a panic Eugene picks him up and runs to his room where he has first aid stuff