ALLISON.

The next day passed by like a blur. I didn’t remember much during the day except from the occasional mumblings of the guards just outside my cell and the fact that they sent me a meal once. A part of me was itching to throw the plate back at their faces but I was too hungry, I actually ended up eating it.

Other than that, it was mostly a hellish staring contest with the wall. My drifted in so many thoughts during the hellish hours—Sullivan, Amaris, and the five men I left back home. It took me every bit of will power to stay sane and hold on to...