Chapter 20- Friendly Summer Camp

Me and Priti didn't talk much. At first. There didn't seem like there was much to say. You know, since we were completely and utterly screwed. But a little small talk helped us warm up to each other and soon we were chatting quietly.

"Okay, tell me honestly Wren, do you think we have any chance of getting out of this mess?" She asked me from the lower bunk.

I was half hanging from the top bunk. I'd probably fall at some point, but I was beyond caring. "Yes, but a very small chance."

"How small?"

"How does less than one percent sound?"

She chuckled. "Not too great."

"And for that tiny chance to even be there, we can't be tired and zombified..."

"So sleep it is! 'Night Wren."

"G' night."

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"Rise and shine, b*tches!" The nasty guard thumped on the door. "Don't make me come in there and wake you up!" That wake up reminded me of my birthday. So much changed since then.