The despair was a physical weight, crushing her, and pulling her under but she was helpless.
The leader's sneer widened as Shuyin's tears fell endlessly. "Looks like we're starting with the face after all." She gave a sharp nod to the woman holding the shiv..... But then...
The cell door suddenly clanged open with a deafening crash.
Two guards stood there, their faces cold and blank like stone. "Lin Shuyin. On your feet."
Tank stepped back instantly, and the shiv disappeared somewhere into her clothes.
"Lights-out over already?" she grumbled, but there was something knowing in her eyes. Like she understood something Shuyin didn't.
Shuyin stood frozen, confused and trembling. "What... what's happening?"
"Move it!" one guard barked, before Shuyin could even react, rough hands grabbed her arms and yanked her forward. She stumbled, her legs weak, and nearly fell. The guards dragged her toward the cell door.
