I Hope She Kills Them All

Ember

I stir, a fog crawling through my mind like ice water, and my body protests with a scream I can barely control. Shackles bite into my wrists and ankles, cold metal pressing into my skin, anchoring me to this cell like a caged predator. My head spins, the edges of my vision blur, and I realize the drug or poison has started its work. My body wants to sleep, my instincts dulled, but I reach fo