How she’d gotten here, she couldn’t remember; but everything after, she remembered so vividly it hurt. Cailtyn had thought she’d already seen it all; already dealt enough pain with her own hands, but what she and the others were being made to suffer through now, crushed her. It crushed every piece of her that grasped so desperately for the bright side; in here; in this cell, nothing was bright anymore. “Wait..” She croaked through the vervain laced air, “--Someone’s coming.. They’re coming back.”














