place like Red Ridge, least damage still left bodies on concrete.
Nate sat on the lower bunk, voice barely audible now. “Evan, they’re not coming to scare you tomorrow.” The tier lights flickered once above them, washing the cell in a pale, sickly glow. “They’re coming to make sure you don’t get back up…”
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