The guards take us to the dungeon, into the darkest room, and the they light a torch. Charli got shoved into a chair and carried into the other room. I could hear her screams. And zaps of electricity. I was put and strapped onto a long wooden board with a bright light in my eyes. I passed out.
Charli
They finally stopped. I hurt all over. I hate callan. He didn't come. He didn't help. I picked up a knife. Pieces of silky black and blue hair scattered on the floor. I used the knife as a mirror. My hair was shoulder length and choppy. I liked it.
