Misdeeds- Part 1

A guard walked past her cell at the middle of the night, making rounds across all the cells that held the slaves in the slave establishment, one guard taking another's turn in regular intervals time. The night today was moonless and starless, clouds coating the sky heavily until there was nothing but darkness to offer from the heavens. A little amount of light that torched on the walls spilled across the side bars of the cells that held the slaves inside which diminished after a certain length. She clutched the sharp object in her hand tight and securely, waiting and counting the movements of the guardsmen that passed her cell.