* Owen's POV *
It was torturous. I had to wait, just to wait to be waiting 10 years of my life in the filthy prison hole. I was listening and watching all the guard officers start to get real worried and panicked. Especially, one of the name of Barham. At least that's what it says on his name tag. "Quill, is in trouble with another prisoner again." An older man said to Barham. Barham eyes widen as he rushed his way off the bus and running down outside. "Barham! Come on they'll handle it. She'll be fine, Quill can take care of herself." What I assume to be officer Grant, again reading the name on his chest. Who was this Quill? I know she has to be a girl because of their use of 'she' in their conversation. I just want to see her. My curiosity getting the best of me. I looked out the window of the prison bus, wanting to know what's going on.
