Chapter 45: A CellHope is dying a thousand deaths and believing you'll come back.
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Images flashed through Scarlett's mind as she drifted in the black of unconsciousness. Neil's stoic expression of indifference… Derrick's face twisted in anger…
A dozen voices jumbled together in the void, some calling out for her, some laughing and others that were incoherent mumblings. Neil's voice rang out the loudest. His cold, flat tone called her name over and over.
Scarlett awoke to a bright white light over her face. The air reeked of stale urine and sweat. She turned her head and her whole body ached. A groan escaped her lips as she rolled onto her side. “What the hell?”
She squinted at the ceiling and the intense light overhead. From the ceiling to the floor, the four walls of her confine
