-Phoenix-
“Throw him in there!” came the command.
I found myself in an unknown place after being ambushed out of nowhere. Since waking up, I had resorted to an old habit, seeking any distraction to avoid returning to her. Going back was not an option. I was simply... too covered in blood, quite literally. Some of it was my own, the result of a near-fatal beating before being bound and taken away. The rest was from the person I had just killed before they attacked.
Now, I was confined to this cell, the bag removed from my head before my captors left, sealing the door behind them before I could react.
“F*ckers!” I shouted after them, gripping the long iron bars enclosing the front of the cell.
My rage continued to pure out of me until I noticed someone observing me from an adjacent cell
