She blinked and found herself sitting up in the top hunk of a prison cell meant to house hundreds na single room. She was alone when she should have been in the visiting area watching her useless husband blabbering away as if he could justify anything.
She wasn't as alone as she thought - somewhere to her right, somewhere the dying fluorescent lights couldn't reach, someone was pleading for help between ragged gasps. A part of her wanted to help, wanted to not be alone and find her way back out again but some waspish part of her didn't want to go anywhere near anyone else unless they were wearing a guard's uniform.
So she crept out of the bunk as silently as possible, even taking her shoes off to muffle her footsteps, and headed to the left. Even if it wasn't a direct way to the exit, it wasn't near whoever was obviously trying to trick her into getting within arm's reach and that was good enough for her.
What wasn't so good was the fact that outside of the colossal sleeping cell was a labyrinth of identical doorless, windowless hallways. After a few dozen of these constant twists and turns and reading less than helpful signs on the walls apologising for the diversion due to "budget cut" she was well and truly lost.
At least she wasn't so alone - the cries for help and frantic gasping for air seemed to be following her.
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