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... point it finally sinks in that he’s really gone and he’s left me here to rot until he returns. Whenever that is. It is war. The timing is always unpredictable. It could last anywhere from a day to months.
Pacing doesn’t help. It only familiarizes me with my surroundings and I DO NOT want to be familiarized with being prisoner.
Eventually, my rage leads to exhaustion. And I finally look around me.
The cell is small. There’s a little bed in the corner. A table, a chair, a l ...
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