Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

if that was what he was, said something to his men. Theygrabbed the moldy hay out of the box. By the time thesergeant was done untying her bindings, they returned withlarge handfuls of fresh straw.“Thank you,” she said to each of them. They each saidsomething in return, one of them patted her ass. Not slappedit, but patted like she was a good horse. It was SO hard togive him a smile after that, no doubt he could tell how forcedit was.Then they all left and the door was shut. It was thickhardwood, she heard a heavy bolt slide into place. There wasone small crack between the stones letting in a little light. Inspite of the fresh straw the place still stank and it was so hotshe was sweaty. The pail was the facilities in this room, as shefeared. There was no water. She could not see anything outbetween the crack between the stones, it was about threeinches wide and twelve inches high and about seven and ahalf feet above the ground.She had the choice of pacing, laying in the hay, or sittingon the rim of the pallet. She knew the time was soon comingwhen she would have to use that bucket, even that muchmagic was denied her. Her first pee since that garage inReston was not going to be a pleasant one. Not that it waspleasant in Reston either. All the families that had planked inon that side of the garage shared what used to be the publicfacilities on that floor, and it was shear monstrosities of recycledplumbing that kept it going.382