Chapter61

#Chapter61

Jamie touched the metal of what used to be his old bed before flinching and yanking his hand away. Stryker couldn't even tell if he had heard what he had said. /"That one used to be Merrick's. He was new. He had only been here a few days before we were taken to Kernal's house./" He pointed across at the crib on the other side of the room.

Unsure as to how it happened, or which one of them even suggested it, they ended up staying there for a hell of a long time, both of them working screwdrivers into the cribs, dismantling them, letting the metal pieces pile up in the centre of the room and the stained mattresses form a tower in the corner.

They saved Jamie's bed until very last, the others all taken apart. They had turned the lights on, a pale glimmer filling the room, and both of them were sweating. It was harder than it looked and the room seemed to hold the heat like nobody's business, turning the place into a sweatbox.