Chapter 346

• Phoenix
• I have lost track of days. To me, it feels like I have been locked up for years. I feel sick, nauseated, but what I feel more is anger and the urge to take back my own pound of flesh.
• I have healed a bit. Befriended my cellmate. I know when to keep quiet and know when to obey their commands. I know for as long as I am here, if I want to stay alive, I will have to bow and listen. That has been the way ever since I was shoved in here.