Strong Enough (3)

The guards dragged me out of my cell, down a few flights of stone steps, into a small room with a pit in the middle. "Enjoy your stay." Said one of the guards sarcastically and they threw me in the pit. I screamed as I plunged down the hole. I landed (somehow) feet first onto the muck on the bottom of the hole. Which made me scream even louder as I grasped my ankle. it was either broken or sprained. First off, it was pitch black, so I couldn't see anything. Second off, I don't see how this is considered an interrogation room since it is a pit in the floor. Oh well, some people can have an imagination... i guess... I heard something moving around down here with me. I hope its just a rat. My eyes are adjusting to the gloom. I see a large shape slowly moving towards me. I backed away as quickly as I could, but there was no where to run. i was trapped.