Inside the dungeon cell, Rose could hear a commotion outside. The guards in front of her were distracted, they were peering out of the tiny slit windows trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening outside.
“I tell you, Bill, something’s happening out there! I just heard the siren; I’m not waiting in here whilst something’s going on out there!” said one of the guards to the other. He left the room; the other was pacing the room seemly desperate to go and join his colleague.
“You may as well go, Bill” sighed Rose, sitting down on the straw-covered cot. “I’m not going to go, anywhere am I?”
The guard and Rose feigned laughter and he left. Alone for the first time in weeks she decided she’d sleep undisturbed by inane chatter from the guards. The moment her eyes were closed, she could
