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TILLYNo matter how often I traced the metal walls, I couldn’t find a single seam or indent that I could use to escape from the cell. My only comfort, and biggest worry, was that I shared the cell with a massive rhino. Brie would never hurt me on purpose, but if she got panicked, there was no reasoning with her.
I rested my hands, sore from clawing at the wall, on her thick skin, tracing the wrinkles and folds like always. Brie let out a deep breath and adjusted her position, vibrating the metal ground. The cell wasn’t much smaller than her stable, but it had no water for Brie to drink or anything soft to sleep on. Wherever we were, this clearly was only meant as a temporary holding. Which brought on the next question. What were they planning on doing with Brie and me?
A sudden flash o
