17. Chapter 3 Part 6 (End of Chapter 3)
A heavy hand holds her close, she gratefully accepts the embrace. She let's the floodgates open again, onto his cold shoulder. Her shredded clothes quickly become sodden with tears. His slow breathing on her cheek is strangely soothing, though she resents herself for thinking so. Slowly they begin to sway, in time with non-existent music. They begin to dance slowly in each other's arms, the captor and the captured unafraid of each other's warmth. The jailer and the prisoner crying together, as his heavy hand wipes away a single tear from his cheek. The keeper and the kept, both with no direction, so circling around each other in a tight orbit. Her foot catches the worn floor, bringing her to the ground. The heavy hand no longer holds her, as it slams the door, leaving her to wallow in her despair.
The walls seem darker, the crimson stains of blood long lost begin to bleed again. The floor seems colder, the moisture of breaths long gone begins to chill the air once more. The ceiling seems closer, the salt of tears shed long ago begins to fall into her hair. The doors seem stronger, the rage-filled kicks of years past begin to kick back. She stands again, hearing the gentle click of the handle, keen to discover her fate.
A heavy hand points to the second door, which swings open obediently. The girl is gone before a rational thought could cross her mind.
A faint voice can be heard as the first door closes.