Chapter 40
Being left alone in the cold, dark and damp is sending chills throughout your body. You fall asleep for short periods, awaking each time as your body is wracked with shivers. I assume this means I don’t have a concussion, you tell yourself as you wake up again for the fifth time. You try to pull your shirt closed but it wasn’t a loose shirt to begin with and the fabric won't even touch now. You settle for simply drawing your knees up and hugging them to your chest. Should I pray? And who exactly do I pray to? My God? Which I’ve believed in all my life and thought to be the only God in the known Universe? Or my captor's and lover's Goddess, who I really don’t know anything about. Perhaps I’ll pray to both? Is that considered sacrilegious? I don’t want to offend anyone, I just w
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