We approached the cell cautiously, our lights trained on the door. As we peered inside, I saw a figure huddled in the corner, its back to us. The scratching noise grew louder, and I realized that it was coming from the walls, not the door.

And then, the scratching stopped. The silence was more unsettling than the noise had been.

"You shouldn't be here," Graveyard rasped, his voice dripping with malice.

And then, the screams started.

The cells were empty, but the atmosphere was oppressive. I could feel the weight of countless screams and tears bearing down on me. Suddenly, Max stopped in his tracks and cocked his head to one side.