145: The Things I Found Out

Camilla "Five years?" My face changed. Was this woman telling me the truth? Stuck in this place for five good years? That was so cold. Whoever was responsible for this was so heartless. "Yes. In torture and in pain," she told me and exhaled deeply. She closed both of her eyes, resting her head against the wall. "I want to die, and at the same time, I don't want to. I have a family who's been waiting for my return for years." "These people brought you here?" I asked. I had millions of questions in my head. Didn't know if she was going to give me answers, but I think I needed to spit them out. "Not these men, but it's the same scumbag behind it," she said. I could see this hate in her eyes as she talked about this person. I wondered who. It was definitely the same folk who abducted me. She would obviously know who he was. "And who is that?" I asked in curiosity. And she gave me an answer, just what I wanted. "Shawn Stones." "Shawn?" I blurted. I couldn't believe it. Shawn was the