Callum
They ended up dumping me in a grimy little cell, not even bothering to give me anything to treat my wounds. The living conditions were horrible here. The place reeked with only a stained toilet and sink at the side… not even a bath. And I've been locked up here for a whole week, needing to rely on the sink for the bare minimum of hygiene. Even after all this time my body hurt from the beating, my bruises still visible in places. I wondered if some of my bones might be broken.
No one came to see me during the time I've been here. Only the occasional guards who came to deliver my meals but even they never spoke a word, despite my probing. I spent my time worrying over Jillian… wondering how she was doing. I hoped at least her living arrangements were better than mine. Still, it's a
