DEADLIER

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.