The next few days Price shared a cell with Kingsley.
Over that time they talked about they're past. How did you end up here? Did you have any friends? How'd you join the army? All of the usual crap.
"############# ###### ####"(Get up fuckers), A Russian guard came up along with two others.
"Crap what do they want now", Kingsley muttered under her breath. "Probably need their diapers changed" Price joked.
The Russian guard came up to the cell and stared at Kingsley with steel eyes. Kingsley noticed this was the same Russian guard that treated her horribly.
He opened the cell door. One guard started kicking Price; the other two seized Kingsley by her arms. "Get off of me, you animals"! Kingsley shrieked. They dragged her out and the other guard stopped kicking Price. SHLING! They slammed the cell door shut. They put chain cuffs on her wrists and tightened them. "Please get them off they hurt"!
They began to lead her down the hall. She glanced at Price one last time and her eyes said it all, "Please Help Me".
Where were they taking her? What was happening? Tears started to stream down her face. They came upon a solid concrete room in which she was led into.
The room consisted of a table and a chair.
They sat her down in the chair, where she remained. They all walked out in order, one of them stayed back and winked at her then left. The door was locked behind them.
One guard then came back in the room not 5 minutes later.
"Where is the 141 base"? Said he in a really bad accent. "I-I don't k-know". She managed to get out. SMACK! The guard backhanded her. Tears began to stream out of her eyes a bit more. "I DON'T BLOODY KNO WAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT"! She screamed at the top of her lungs. The guard just stood there dumb struck.
Another guard walked in and began to whisper something in the others ear. He nodded and just led her out of the room.
On the way back she passed Price being led from some other guard. They glanced at each other in silence.
She again was thrust in the cell. Only the guard did not leave. He began to give her rough treatment. A few kicks in the ribs here and there, a punch in the face. But then he rolled up her sweat pants leg and got out a knife (sorry this next part is pretty brutal).
He looked for the almost healed wound, he found it. Kingsley would've gotten up but her ribs hurt too much and her hands were cuffed.
In one quick thrust he buried the knife in her wound again, reopening it.
She screamed in pain but could do nothing. He pulled it out and left the cell.
Kingsley just lay there bleeding out again. When she regained her senses she tried to apply pressure to it but nothing worked. She cried in frustration and pain.
She passed out then and there. Her fate, unknown.
Sorry if it was a little rushed. Really sorry. 45 views yay! Sure wish I had some reviews though. So please review I really want to know how it's doing!?
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