Ann had no idea how much time had passed since she had been brought here. Beyond Narcissa and Ada, there didn't seem to be any other signs of life down here.
As much as she strained to hear beyond the closed door, no sounds were forthcoming and she ground her teeth in frustration. The silence was deafening and she had lost all feeling in her arms now.
The numbness was still preferable to the burning pain that had coursed through her previously though.
Narcissa had returned again not long after she and Ada had removed Brad from her cell and taken him to places unknown. She swept in humming to herself pushing a table on casters in front of her, with a television screen perched on the top.
On the bottom shelf sat a tray with a few glasses and a jug of some sort of drink. Whatever it was
