Jane woke up slowly, sitting up and looking around. She sighed. She knew this room. Carefully, she stood up, her legs trembling. Jane walked to the beds and sat down on one. She felt like someone had hit her really hard. For several times. This triangle between the female guard, Cillian and herself, exhausted her. Made her feel bad for something, nothing.
Jane sighed and looked at her new cellmate. A man again. As far as she could see from her bed, he looked skinny and small. For a man. Jane shrugged, he'd better awaken soon, or he would catch a cold on the cold ground. Jane layed down on the bed and closed her eyes.
