I fall down of the ground and desperately search for a thing to get out. I hear rats squealing. I jump up in horror. Running towards the wooden cot in the corner, I trip and fall, landing on something shiny.
I pick it up, a knife. I'm so glad I haven't cut myself on it!
A rat scampered towards my. Habitually, I stab it. The blood leaking all over the floor, a terrible odor escapes the corpse of the rat.
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So long, normal and happy life. Hello, boring life in jail.
Someone enters. I hide the knife, sliding it across the floor.
"What was that?" The person is a woman, blonde hair and blue eyes.
I turn around and grumble "nothing"
She immediately grabs my shoulders and rips me off of the ground. I scream in terror. She hoists me up over her shoulder and
