It wasn't until several minutes later that the two of them gradually calmed down, red-eyed as they cautiously surveyed the room.
Inside the room, on two messy small beds, laid two quilts, tangled in disarray, of a dull grey color, even stained with some bloodstains, looking quite dirty.
Apart from that, there was a dusty wooden table, two small chairs, and then, a simple lavatory; nothing else.
After looking around, Keira Leaf lowered her gaze and suddenly missed the prison that Shane Winchester had put her into.
That place might have been overly cold and desolate, but after all, it was bright and clean with white beddings that were neat and tidy.
But here, it was even worse than an ancient prison cell, not to mention the hair-raising wails and screams that accompanied it.
Listening to all kinds of moaning, Keira's face turned somewhat pale as she chuckled lightly, "Alice, what kind of little people did we offend in this life to keep landing in prison disasters?"
