They unchained her from the chair once Ashton left the room, she was pulled and dragged until the reached her cell where she was thrown in. It was dark now, but the only source of light was a lit orange bulb that made Ceira look orange.
She lay on the floor, eyes shut, trying to remember everything that had happened, but nothing came to mind as she left the children in front of the clinic, returned to her room to count her little pennies, and she had fallen asleep afterwards. She had no idea what had happened because she was asleep. She slammed her hand on the cold concrete floor for something to come to mind.
She must have fallen asleep because the sound of footsteps woke her and her fear of being put in that chair again had her heart losing several beats. But the warden came carrying
