Terran Times Second Wave # 10 - Liberty
““You have a visitor, Trout.”
She looked into the shadows on either side of the grilled doorway. “I can’t see. Who is it?”
The guard unlocked the door and beckoned her forward. “Come out, Trout. They are going to talk to you.”
She extended her hands to the guard, and he put the cuffs on. She walked with the two other white-garbed orderlies that were on duty at the house for the criminally insane.
If she had been convicted of an actual crime, she would have had an easier time of it. As it was, Libby was used to the cold cell, the lavender scrubs and the frightened looks that she received from the staff and other inmates.
The flat, rubber-soled shoes thudded as she stomped her way past the eyes staring through the grills of the cell doors.
They took her through the hallways into a secure room where a peculiar party was waiting for her.
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