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Her plan wasn't working. She was even more pissed now than ever. The discoloration around her eye began to turn a burning red color, when she realized they hadn't even fed her today.

"YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME AREN'T YOU?" She shouted to nobody. She hated the solitary confinement thing. She'd rather be tortured than be by herself all the time. "WHY THE HELL WON'T YOU ANSWER ME!?" She had worked herself up into tears.

She finally gave up and sat against the wall. She hated silence. She used to hate loud noises, until she was locked alone. She would have slept, but nobody there would have a dream for her to torture.

For the first time since she had been here, the patch of skin then turned icey blue, and she burried her head in her knees and began to sob.

I guess this is it. I'm never getting out. I'll die here like the rest of them. We're all screwed.