Christine Odwesso
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The Arsonist
The girl hissed as the handcuffs binding her to the metal table dug further into her wrists. There's no way I'm getting these off, she thought, as she let her mangled bobby pin clatter to the floor. She threw her head back, squinting at fluorescent lights, and cursing her own stupidity. She considered the fact that maybe she shouldn't be too upset. Technically she was safer in here than out there, depending on how you define the word “safe.”
By Christine Odwesso 3 years ago in Futurism