C71 Chains of Deceit

“Dorothy,” a voice said in a hushed tone. “Dorothy, wake up.” Someone gently jostled my shoulder.

It was a challenge to force my eyes open. My eyelids felt weighed down, swollen shut from so much exhaustion.

After all I’d been through, it would be easy to think I’d have fallen asleep at the first opportunity.

Well, it turns out that it’s hard to relax when you’re chained to the concrete ground