Snow White and the Evil Queen
Snow awoke from her slumber. The stench of urine, unwashed floors, and decay assaulted her nose immediately. She felt as if her head was swimming in a glass of water. Groggily, she lifted her heavy lids to look about the dark room… Room… That was a very loose word for the area. Three stone walls coated with dirt and grime; the fourth a mere barricade of iron bars with a small door in the center. “What in the…” she thought to herself as she tried to stand, the clanking of shackles bound to her...