Logan was cold. Her body shook and her bones ached. She'd woken up still in the same room as last time, still in the same position. Darkness surrounded her, the slivers of light that came through the window weren't making a difference. She heard them talking outside, their voices muffled, and something smelt divine. Her stomach growled and she cursed it. She would not eat or drink another thing they gave her, no matter how hungry, or thirsty she was.
A chair scraped in the other room and Logan tensed, sensing they would be coming to her soon. Carson knew how long the drug lasted, they'd want to keep her down. Maybe she could pretend to be out, maybe they'd skip the next dose. The door opened and she shut her eyes, trying to lay as still as possible.
"I know you're awake, the drug would
