I wish I could find some way to contact the outside world. I don’t know what happened to anyone from Fort Cotton. If I can find a way to contact anybody, it will probably have to be Serenity.
Unless California has been destroyed.
I don’t know how long I spend locked in my dark cell alone. It’s possible that it’s been an entire day or more, but I haven’t received any meals and I don’t want to sleep. If I don’t get water soon, I’ll pass out, but I’m not desperate enough to try Serenity’s toilet water method yet. I rack my brain for a way to steal a guard’s tablet or something without being executed. If The Family Protection Movement is already advertising me as their conversion-girl, maybe I can get away with breaking some rules so they won’t have to admit they lost control of me.
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