I woke up to the scent of fresh bread filling my nose.
I didn't know how long we'd been here, but it felt like days. It most definitely had had to be some days, a couple at least.
We were starving and dehydrated and my mind felt all sorts of cloudy, I couldn't even think straight.
Was there even oxygen in this place?
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes just in time to see one of the guards shove two loaves of bread on a metal pan into our cell.
"What's that?" I asked, sleep still clouding my eyes.
"Breakfast." he said and started walking away but then he stopped and after a long pause he added, "Lunch... and Dinner." he smiled at me.
"You've got to be kidding me." Mavis muttered, rubbing her eyes as well.
"No, I'm not. Enjoy." and with that the guard left, conti
