In the dank basement where Heather was imprisoned, shadows clung to the walls like cobwebs. The air was heavy with the musty stench of dampness and decay.

She used to be confined in a house; at least there, she could bask in the sunlight, but for reasons unknown, she had been abruptly moved to this underground cell.

It was as if... they feared someone might find her.

Heather guessed Amanda was probably searching for her.

"I'm so cold... could I have another coat?" she asked, her fingers curling around the cold metal bars as she tried to negotiate with the guard outside her cell.

"Cold? You won't freeze to death!" the guard grunted dismissively.

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colleague, even asking without any hint of shame if he had ever been with a woman! The rotund guard glanced at her, obviously annoyed. "If I give you my coat, what am I supposed to wear?" "Aren't men supposed to be all hot-blooded? You could... do some exercises to warm up!" Exercises to warm up? At a suggestion like that,

want to borrow a coat, that's all. Aren't you cold in this

stood up from his chair and approached, feeling the back of her hand. Her skin wasn't as smooth and pale as before, but it was still soft to the

have no phone, and second, I can't contact the outside world. Don't get any ideas about that. If it's really just a coat you want, then fine, I've got a few spares in my room." "I really just want a coat! I know

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