Transfer

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When she awoke she was in a different spot than in front of Floyd's cell. A box, a metal box, wait no, containment cell? Yes that had to be it, she wasn't moving. There was a thick plastic, most likely bullet proof, panel that took up the entire far wall with a small slat to slide food though. She uncurled from her sleeping position and sat up. Cheshire was about to shout a question when a small green light lit up next to a circular speaker. "Sorry doll this is just protocol for your transfer to a special field operation, your stuff that you weren't wearing is in the box by the left wall. You will be staying here for a day before you will meet your team," said a male's voice over the speaker.

Cheshire turned to her left and crawled closer to the box. Inside there were, a set of threadbare clothes, worn sneakers, a bunch of sharpies, some bobby pins, bracelets, and worn fingerless gloves with metal claw guards on top of her fingers when she pulled them on. She grabbed the bracelets and fingerless gloves, slipping them both on, and put the sharpies and bobby pins in her pockets. When she finished, she closed the box with the raggedy clothes still inside. Turning back to the see through wall she saw a small meal had been pushed through.

She ate the meal in silence, her feet tapping in anxiousness of what this task force was about. Her cat like eyes were unfocused as she recounted all that had happened in the past few days. Cheshire waited for hours. She had sharpied all up her arms in blue and green sharpie before she capped them before curling up in a ball and she knew no more as darkness over took her vision and she succumbed to sleep.

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