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Aiden’s POV
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It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours that I’ve been in this holding cell, but it’s already felt like a week.
Due to being metres below that ground, there was no sunlight. There was no wind. There was no fresh air. It wasn’t cold nor hot.
Having been employed as an informant, I knew a lot about the Headquarters. I knew that the air conditioning vents installed would draw in fresh air and suck out the old while maintaining a temperature of twenty-three degrees. The cells were cleaned by witches who used spells and potions. No one walked in or out of the cells and no items were used.
This was the Court’s way of ensuring everyone’s safety and they had a clean record with zero inmates escaping.
Mr Black was kind enough to give me some luxuries. I had toilet paper
