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Looking around my small cell, I see a toilet in one corner, a small cot without a mattress, and nothing else. The women must be in a different cell.
My first order of business is to relieve myself, before I lie down on the cot. I try to fall asleep in order to see if I can find anyone else's minds, but the sound of my cell door opening brings me alert.
"On your feet, monster," Brock orders me, pointing a shotgun at my chest. I swing my feet around, off the cot, and I don't miss the large man stepping back quickly in fear. "Slowly now. I'm not afraid to shoot you."
I raise one eyebrow at him, questioning the quaver in his voice, but otherwise move slower. He backs away as I approach the door, and he indicates with the weapon where he wants me to go. The man follows behind me, and I can feel the barrel press between my shoulder blades as we go.
