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Chapter 83

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Megan Stole — In the Last Cell.

As we prepared to leave, the larger, stronger soldier handed us the keys.

''Here... you can give her the food... usually one of us would accompany you, but as there are only two of us now, it won't be possible... just give me back the keys before you leave... her cell is the last one, remember.'' He took the heavy bunch of keys from his pocket and held it out toward us.

Julie acted quickly and took them, tucking them into her apron pocket.

We thanked him and prepared to leave.

As we moved down the hallway, the sounds of footsteps grew louder and louder.

The corridor was dark and damp, and the sound of the cart's wheels squeaking brought me to the brink of collapse. Julie walked beside me, her shoulders hunched, her mouth half open as if she were about to cry—or vomit.

The soldier had said that the prisoner's cell was the last one. The deepest.

The farthest.

And as we walked, the torches grew fewer. The light dimmed. The air grew colder. Denser. More fou
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