Chapter 96

• It feels like it’s been hours since the doc left, and I did exactly as I was told. I ate the food, dressed in the grey sweatpants and sweater, and put on the socks and oversized boots, which baffled me entirely as to why I needed them and all the undergarments in the bag. I’m now pacing my cell, wondering if I imagined they had any importance. Maybe he was just being thoughtful and giving me items to aid comfort, and I was looking for something that was not there because I was so desperate for an out. I rummaged in the bag and food, wondering if maybe he left something for me, like a key card, and came up with nothing except confusion, convincing myself I imagined it completely.
• I can’t stay here like this, watching her sleep the day away, and if all he is going to do is take tests and fill me in with stories that screw up my head, then this is hopeless. I’m trying to process all of it, and I can’t swallow it right now, so I do what I do best and push it to one section of my brain for a later date when I can handle how awful it makes me feel. Right now, I need to stay focused and find a way out of here on my own.
• When Juan gets here, I’m useless against him and his men and can’t do crap about anything, especially not him, as long as this damn building holds my ability to turn captive. And Sierra over there ‘hey, thanks for rendering my gifts useless at a time in my life that I could actually really be using them, and then getting yourself knocked out so I can’t access them. Stellar planning!’