Meg sat on the hard bunk in her bare cell huddled in the corner of the room. The room was a comfortable temperature, but she was shivering. Perhaps it was because she was naked or perhaps it was because she stayed in a constant state of terror. The cell had a toilet a sink and a small cot with a...
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