Gabby
Will I ever be free of these prisons? This cell. The Floridaland hotbox. Adrian"s eyes find mine as he closes the door and looks at me through the glass. I could be wrong, but I think he even mouths the words I"m sorry. His eyes are full of pain. I must be imagining things. He just killed his mother in cold blood and then locked me up. I stand and spit on the glass. It streaks down the glass, blurring my view of him. He just shakes his head and walks away, leaving me to the awful sounds of this place.
Occasional shrieks come from the direction of the labs. Tia Cole told me they"re experimenting on people down there. They"re using the sick to create vaccines. She was trying to terrify me. All Texan medications come out of these labs and most of the people they use never make it back
