Chapter EightPlan
I was alone for a long, long time.
There wasn’t any camera to watch over me. When the lights came back on I hurriedly looked around. The camera in cell thirty-four was high up in a corner where I couldn’t possibly reach, even if I had been untied. There wasn’t one in this unnumbered cell at all. Funny, I had resented the camera’s intrusion on my privacy, what little I might have been allowed. Its presence meant that someone had always been watching me, making sure that I not only didn’t do anything wrong, but also that nothing wrong happened to me. Now the absence of a camera meant that no one cared what happened, one way or the other. Just like Thera had said, a deep dark hole.
People still came to me, but when they did I was always in a personal darkness; blindfolded
