It was nightfall. Nightfall!
I had been inside the cell for almost an entire day. No one spoke to me. No one told me why they had decided to lock me up in a stinky cell that smelled like vomit, blood and death.
I banged on the metal bars "please let me out!" My eyes burned red with tears "whatever you think I did, i didn't do it. I didn't do it!" I yelled, my fists hitting the bars harder.
No one spoke. The two guards stationed outside my prison stayed still like a statue. It infuriated me.
I moved to the edge of the cell, trying to get their attention. "does Grayson know I'm here?. Let me speak to him, it'll be quick" I promised
The guards stayed quiet, unblinking and staring ahead at nothing. I slumped down to the ground, my body weakening in defeat. I was cold and tired "why am I
