<span style="color: #0040FF">She shifted and pressed her face a little harder aganist the bars of the cell.  The sensation of warm skin meeting warm skin was heavenly.  It took away the darkness and brought light.  And for just an instant everything didn't seem so dark, so desolate.  She felt hope for the first time in a very long time.  But it was only for an instant, and then it quickly dissapated.  However, if Ruby tried to pull her hand away, so would find that Angelica would hold tighter, squeezing her hand tightly.  It was too rare that she was able to touch another person to let go so quickly.  <br/><br/>"So you disobeyed them?"  she whispered, squeezing the womans hand a little tighter.  She knew the pain that came with disobedience.  She winced softly, remembering the pain from her own beatings.  She knew what was coming next for her, it would be soon too.  Soon they would bring that collar and she would be as lifeless as the other women.  But they had to break her spirit first.  She clung to that last part of herself, the spirit that kept her warm at night and safe from their unwarring gazes.  <br/><br/>"It's all really fuzzy...if I had to count though it's been...4 1/2 years I think.  I was 14 when I was brought here."  she sighed softly, still remembering nothing from her life before this.  No family.  No loved ones.  No home.  Except the graveyard.</span>