Kimi woke up when one of the girls rolled over onto her wrist. Her cry bounced off the tin walls and brought her back to the nasty fact that she was imprisoned with six other girls in a tiny stuffy trailer. She was desperate for air, but all of the windows had been sealed shut. She made her way to the miniature bathroom. The toilet was rimmed with dark brown stains and dried vomit crusted the floor around it.
When she flushed the plugged toilet, it moaned but didn’t discharge its contents, so she leapt out of the water closet—literally a closet—and slammed the accordion door shut behind her.
The dingy airstream’s bowed walls created the sensation of being in a cramped cave. Kimi was on the verge of screaming and clawing her way out when she noticed Nadie awake, sitting on the edge of th
