It was surprising that Montrell had not returned yet even after Gabriel went back upstairs and Sofia couldnâ€™t help but wonder if Gabriel had done something to him. The rat was always the type to show up when he felt like it but she really could not help but worry a little. She curled up in a fetal position against the wall, lying on the filthy bed that was in the cell with her. It smelled horrible, like it hasnâ€™t been washed in weeks, with the faint smell of blood and another scent that was easily identified as urine. When she was first thrown in here it made her want to vomit but now she could block it out for the most part. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths to help her get some sleep as began to think about freedom, like she has since sheâ€™s been locked up here, wondering what plan the rat had in mind to get her out of this horrible place.<br/><br/>Then suddenly a voice she didnâ€™t recognize hit her and she sat up, startled. When her eyes fell upon the cat that introduced himself as Tiger she stared at him for a moment. A smile touched her lips for just a moment, trying to hide her relief as she got a bit closer to the door. Was he really here to rescue her? Part of her was excited while part of her was terrified, wondering if this was the help Montrell had called for and just how he was going to get her out. Surely Gabriel would catch them in their attempt. The man seemed to be one step ahead of everything anyone did whenever he was around people but then again she has only seen him around others once. He was a secretive man, didnâ€™t really like company, from what she gathered.<br/><br/>But Montrell was with the cat, odd to think of a cat and rat as allies, so she was fine, right? Oh she hoped soâ€¦ and she did have a bit of doubt. Before she could say anything the rat ran off with a pouch that Tiger had around his neck, however. This only added to her curiosity as to how she was getting out of here.<br/><br/>â€œRescue me? Oh thank God!â€ Sofia kept her voice down just in case Gabriel was to come back down though her relief and excitement was evident. Normally a girl her age would be crying tears of joy but she was keeping herself together pretty well. That was surprising to her since she could be such a sensitive girl. Looking past Tiger, she pointed towards the wall on the farthest end of the basement, â€œThe key ring is over there but Gabriel has a spell on it where only he can touch it.â€ This place in general reeked of dark magic so it would come as no surprise that there were spells on some things. Gabriel was a powerful warlock after all, and he always seemed to be practicing dark magic, especially after he spoke of some book he managed to get his hands on.<br/><br/>The very thought of dark magic made her shiver. This place in general sent shivers down her spine, she was glad to finally get out of here. It was becoming harder to be patient, but surprisingly she managed to continue keeping herself under control in spite. She would have spoken again but soon Montrell came back after a good five minutes, â€œIt has been done. Now letâ€™s move before the effects ware off.â€ Said he, quietly, looking around him. There were sentries down here but they remained unseen, almost invisible, unless you were truly aware of their presence. Dark beings thought up by the mad warlock no doubt though nobody really knew if they were actually there or if this was just some mind trick. Either way it was not to be taken lightly, Montrell knew that oh too well.<br/><br/>â€œWhat about the lock on the door?â€ Sofia couldnâ€™t help but voice her concern to the rat, who just gave her a â€˜donâ€™t worry, Iâ€™ve got thisâ€™ look like he usually did whenever she was concerned about something and made it known to him. She watched as he went over to the shelf near the hook where the keys were, climbed up, and then slipped the keys off said hook before tossing them to Tiger.