065 - Welcome Back Gift

ASHER STEELE.

I had no idea how long I’d been sitting in this dark place. I’d seen some of the prisoners being dragged out only to come back with burned skin, making the whole cell smell of burning flesh.

If I wasn’t used to smelling dead bodies, including decaying ones, this smell would make me sick to my stomach, like the others here who were throwing up once in a while.

I closed my eyes and