The food was heavily sedated so when they came to check up on
our wounds, we would murder anyone.
It's not like we needed to be sedated anyways, they only gave us food
twice a week.
We wouldn't have enough energy, anyways.
Liam and I mostly kept quiet, lost in our own thoughts.
"I wish I were dead." I muttered to Liam as his hanging head was
now on top of his shoulders, glaring at me.
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