<strong>Emma the long walk back to her cell</strong><br/><br/>She stayed quiet, walking three paces behind him. She kept her head down, she didn't want anyone to see her like this, a freak, a monster. She shuffled along as he led her back to the hen house in silence. She was scared, worried that he might do more to her. She had been through a lot a lot already with him. She just wanted to go back to the cell, lay on the blanket and curl up, alone.<br/><br/>He had undone her, smashed her humanity into pieces and left her broken. She never knew that there were people in the world as cruel as he was. Her throat hurt from the tube and her breasts were swelling from the drug. It was a dull ache but an ache none the less.<br/><br/>She stood there at her door, number four. She just wanted to go inside and be alone. chain her to the floor and leave her. That was not to be as he told her to move to the wall. God was he going to make her sleep standing up? Emma pressed her back to the wall, she was in total darkness with him again. She didn't whimper, she didn't cry, she just waited...