ELEANOR
Taking a deep breath, I staggered down the hallway, trying to push my scattered thoughts to the back of my mind. I was bordering at the brink of insanity at this point, and I needed to talk to my friends at least to try and get my head on straight.
I took a few directions on my way, and when I finally arrived at the room where the other girls were supposedly working, I stopped in my tracks.
Coming here to work, I knew exactly what to expect; a rowdy atmosphere, dirty hands, dirty clothes, pained whimpers as a result of aching muscles, some power tripping sentinel barking out orders and trying to force the already tired slaves into working faster.
Hell, I even expected a few dirty looks and sneers from the girls for disappearing for so long and joining in so late but what I me
