C159 The Storm in the Prison

In the chilly, damp air, the stench of decay was pervasive.

Dawson awoke feeling terrible.

As the ex-captain of the security team, he'd heard rumors of a squalid, gloomy dungeon beneath the mayor's grand estate.

Initially, Dawson dismissed it as hearsay.

Now, he knew better.

It was no mere rumor.

Because he was imprisoned there now!

"Cough, cough