part four: bad blunders
The bald guard cuffs her wrists, and shoves her out of the cell using the blunt end of his gun. She lurches forward, nearly tripping on her oversized shoes.
The thinner man laughs. "Careful with her, Scissor. She's a pretty one- don't you think?" He cups her backside in an abrupt motion.
The two men guffaw and the slight molestation continues. Rogue grinds her teeth together and keeps walking. She wants nothing more than to defend herself, but she knows she has no chance against them.
While they're busy insulting her with their vulgar talk- she is examining each and every hallway they walk her down and archiving the different pathways and doors into her memory.
