In a darkened cell, there huddled a blanket-covered lump in the farthest corner in the shadows.
A lump named Pam.
She'll never forgive herself for slipping up like that. And she's sure that if Eric were himself, he'd never forgive her either. It was a stupid, stupid mistake. She let her emotions get the better of her. And she fucked up.
She hears the sound of footsteps in the hall, coming closer. The sound of the barred, metal door sliding back.
"In you go," says a guard.
And the door slides back again, clicking shut.
But Pam remains still and hidden in the shadows. Shrouded by a literal blanket of despair. Emanating regret and the stench of decay.
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Date: 2017-09-22 03:22 am (UTC)A lump named Pam.
She'll never forgive herself for slipping up like that. And she's sure that if Eric were himself, he'd never forgive her either. It was a stupid, stupid mistake. She let her emotions get the better of her. And she fucked up.
She hears the sound of footsteps in the hall, coming closer. The sound of the barred, metal door sliding back.
"In you go," says a guard.
And the door slides back again, clicking shut.
But Pam remains still and hidden in the shadows. Shrouded by a literal blanket of despair. Emanating regret and the stench of decay.