CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Like a forlorn Cinderella, Linda daydreamed atop her bunk. Though she had no delusions of being a princess, she thought back to the incredible sights and sounds she had enjoyed at Disney World. Though she only rode a few rides, she had fun experiencing all the various lands, where she tasted different foods and saw cute shows, while thinking of her own handsome prince, far away, on another continent. The park is an unreal, magical place, where fantasies become possibilities, and on some level, exactly what her team wanted to instill into a world filled with hate. The only problem is, reality keeps getting in the way. If ever she, Linda Simpson needed rescuing, this was that moment. Eric!
The dank, ice-cold cell felt like a refrigerator. The place smelled like old che
