Sarahs' P.O.V.
Four days...
Four long days I stayed in that cell without food or water. They let me off my chain to use the bathroom and that was it. I didn't know how much longer I could take this.
When I woke up on the fifth day I could smell blood filling the room. I justed out of my bed, my eyes landing on the raw meat in a bowl. My eyes lock on the man standing by the door.
"What is that?" I question as I glance towards the contents in the bowl.
"Obviously it's your breakfast."
Smartass piece of...
"Now eat. I was told you can't leave this room until you have eaten every bit of it."
"I can't at that. It is not cooked," I scoff.
"Did I ask if you can eat it? No? Then stop talking. We have to leave soon."
"Leave? Where are we going?"
He just stares at me without answerin
