Midnight Cry

It couldnt get any worse

What are they going to bring me next to eat, spider soup? Sky thought looking down at the gross grub oatmeal. She was totally disgusted. She didn't know what to think. She went to lay down on the wooden bed but her chains caught her and she remembered she could not move. How was she supposed to get any sleep if she could lay on the one that she had and now she was sitting on a coldhearted cobblestone floor how on earth was she can get any rest. She looked over at the cell next to her through a Space that should have been filled with a block. She saw a guy with a scraggly beard she wondered how he was able to live he looked like he could've been an an eon old.

"Sir are you okay. Do you need some help or a doctor." The only reason's Sky said this is because the man was hacking like he had a frog stuck in his throat. Sky looked over at the man again wondering if he was dead because he was not answering her. "Sir. Sir are you okay." Sky was starting to get worried. She called for help from the cell man. But she did not know if he would help or not since he was so rude. "I think that man is a bout to die. Will you please help him?"

"Why is there any reason for me to help the man I think he's already dead Ill have the men come around and take his body back." Sky gaped at the man how could he not help a man who might still be alive this place was so coldhearted.

In sky's perspective:

A week after this incident a large man walked in with ankle chains and wrist chains. I was still sitting down and he grabbed my wrist and yanked me up I yelped in pain and he gave me a very dirty look. I gave him an apologetic look. I did not want to get on this guys bad side he looks like he had eaten an army and still have more room left in his stomach. I wasn't scared of much but this guy I was definitely scared of. I walked calmly behind him until I saw a carriage then I just stopped it had bars all around it and it's kind of creepy looking. The man looked at me with the air's face yanks so hard I thousand ground onto my knees I want to do your own pain but I didn't I Mouth shut hard enough to where I had to bite my tongue that screen he jinxed me back up and then let me to Cajun through me in the harshly. She looked around the small carriage. Several Tylets in it She saw a few almost familiar faces but she wasn't sure.

"What's going on here? I'm not even sure what, what am I doing" I asked nervously not knowing where we not knowing where we were going.