My mother came back at some point. I couldn't see the outside and there wasn't a clock anywhere, so I had no sense of time. It felt like days later, months even, but I knew it couldn't have been much more than a day or two because I hadn't died or two. Though I was starving, I able to focus and ignore it if I thought of something else. Only thing was there wasn't a drop of water to be found, so my mouth was parched dry.
She came in and to my surprise, unlocked my chains. I crumpled to the ground, my back screaming in pain and my wrists bleeding profusely. I lay on the floor in a heap, groaning and forcing away the tears, trying to ignore the laughter I heard. The hospital gown did little to protect me from the jagged rocks embedded in the earth, so my hands and knees got scraped, as well as my feet. I would be lying if I said this is the best day of my life.
"Come on, Simone. You can't stay sulking down here forever!" my mother said cheerfully. "Come dine with me!"
