Martha's p.o.v

"Heeeeeeeelp," Mrs. Landon screamed as streams of blood began to roll down Jane's legs as she laid helplessly on the floor. "My daughter is bleeding. Somebody help!"

I tried to run to the female officer close by but it wasn't long until she too came running our way.

"What's wrong, Madam?" she asked with keen interest.

"There's an emergency Ma'am. The lady in that cell is bleeding and currently laying unconscious."

The female officer and I raced down to meet Mrs. Landon. And whilst we walked, the female officer put a call through to the emergency unit.

She opened the cell door and soon three more female officers...