Synthia's POV
I stared at the grey walls of the prison and felt negativity ooze off from them. So much negative emotions had been around the place that it was as if it had a life of its own now. Rage, depression, hopelessness, frustration… All of those pent up emotions combined to form a negative aura that surrounded the prison walls. It was so thick in the atmosphere that as soon as I stepped my foot inside the premises, all I wanted was to turn and run out of it. But I had come here with a purpose and I couldn't go without fulfilling it.
So, I gritted my teeth and ignored the goosebumps that formed on my hands, and forced myself to walk inside. One step at a time, I could do it!
As we stood in the office, Fred turned on his charm like usual and started speaking to the jailor, probabl
