Once Nea had crawled out of the drainage hole in the floor, she was attracting attention from the inhabitants of the cells. The reached there filthy arms out in her direction, but were cuffed in silver in their cells, so they posed no threat.
One of them recognized her wolf and cried, “Athena, oh Goddess, Athena! Help me!”
It was Luke, one of her former bullies. She ignored him for now, shifting and pulling a dirty, blood-splattered robe from a hook on the wall. She ran, barefoot, to the cabinet which held weapons of torture and, more importantly, keys to all of the cells. Grabbing the keys she made her way swiftly to the last cell in the row. Cassie was staring at her with big frightened eyes and Nea saw as the girls gaze then darted to Annie who was writhing on the floor.
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