Josephine paced her cell a little at times. Other times she just sat in her corner and stared up at the barred off window, watching the hours fade away to daylight. 'We shall figure something out. We will all get out of this. Her head turned at her guard returned, and she gave him a small, welcoming smile as she often did when he came. As the bad news was given to her, that smile faded to a terrified grimace. Her hand went to her throat. "All hanged... all dead... because of my presence." Her voice choked up, a tear slipped from her eyes, but she remained strong and composed; on the outside anyways. "All they wanted was to help me earn back my past. Now they will die alongside me." She was shaking a bit; scared, upset, heartbroken. But she tried to hide it, despite the tears that managed to force their way out. "Have you overheard how much longer I shall remain alive? How long until this is carried out?"