Chapter 24: Fight or DieGordon woke up to a brick smashing into his head. Upon rubbing his forehead, he realized it was just a massive headache. He was laying on a wooden bench that was barely long enough for him; his legs were hanging off the end. Swiveling, he carefully brought himself to a sitting position.
His head throbbed as he looked around his small prison. It was just big enough for the bench and a bucket in the corner. It was empty besides that, and the room smelled of waste and rot. The bars were too close together to escape and were locked tight by a heavy lock.
Gordon looked to the other prison rooms that faced his across a narrow hallway, “Mother!” he shouted.
“Ugggh. Gordon don't shout. My head feels like it will pop off,” Ellice said as she sat up on her own bench.
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