Chapter 122
2 years earlier
It had been around three weeks since I was first taken from my home-- three weeks of hunger, pain and awkward blood stains. I had officially had enough of merely sitting in an open barred cell, waiting for someone to come and drag me out only to beat me black and blue before dragging me straight on back. It was a routine I couldn't wait to break once I got out of here.
Which I most certainly would.
I was barely getting by at this point, the lack of food and water being the main reason for this. At first they brought me some weird mush twice a day-- something I immediately rejected due to fears which were confirmed when I found a half crushed pill poking from underneath the mash like meal. Since then, I'd been surviving on the chocolate bars-- or rather A chocolate bar.
About five days after being moved to my 'cell', I was sitting against the wall and staring out into the open bars when a guard dragged a limp woman by h

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