Ellie felt hands lifting her to legs that didn’t feel strong enough to take her weight.
“You need to try and stand,” a female voice said to her, and in the dim orange glow of her cell, the light provided as before from the burning lamps outside, she looked to see who’d spoken. It was the blonde woman whom she’d met at the barbeque, how long ago that was now she had no idea, it felt like an age and for the moment her name escaped her. Ellie could remember it began with an S, maybe Sasha, Simone or possibly Sarah.
Her blonde hair was perfectly straight and dropped to her lower back, it looked like golden honey in the fiery glow of the oil lamps. She wore a long black robe that ended just an inch from the floor and hid her feet from view. Ellie looked questioningly into her grey eyes and sa
