Anastasia tried her best to entertain herself while in the cell but as hard as she tried she couldn’t have fun with a bed and a bucket. So she had to sit there and wait, she tried to fall asleep a couple of times but the result didn’t surprise her. Sleeping didn’t seem to be something she was meant to have. At least she didn’t have to use the bucket, the thought of having to use the bathroom right in front of Ava wasn’t a thought she enjoyed having. She talked with Ava for a while but they were both on edge and the conversations that propped up weren’t as enjoyable as she would have liked, usually devoiding into how the herd was going to over run the city and they would starve and die horrible deaths in this cell. So they decided to keep quiet for a little while. Five hours of tormented

