Cuco’s pov;
They came after dinner, just as I had expected.
They were two this time. Not my cell mates, inmates from another cell room. They tried to corner me
near the showers, where the guards pretended not to see.
One came from the front, and the other from behind. The one at my back reached for my arms, I was fast and saw it, but I let him.
The moment his grip tightened on my arm, I turned around quickly and slammed my head back into his nose. He yelled out in pain, his hands flying up, as though sognalling for the guards. I drove my knee into his stomsch quickly.
The second one rushed me, but I caught his wrist just as he was about to swing and I twisted his arm until I heard a c***k. He screamed and fell to the ground.
I stepped back, my chest heaving as I glanced around for
