The basement was dark. The only light would've come from the locked window. The full moon gleamed brightly allowing some light to shine in illuminating the room. But, there was one corner of the room.

One corner where the light didn't reach.

A small form huddled to the wall. Her knees pulled up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. Her face buried in her blue dress. Dirtied from the dirt and dust that littered the floor of the unused basement.

Her dark brown hair covered her head in long stands. 

Her body was shaking with silent sobs knowing she was going to die. And a part of her welcomed it. Knowing she'd be with her parents soon.