Caroline Collignon
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Little droplets of blood trailed behind us as far back as the front door, I observed as I looked back on the burning building. The black smoke rising out of the windows of the crippling brick building was a stark contrast to the reflective white show, which covered the area around the prison in three or four feet. I was shining deep in that snow, squinting my eyes against the sun-reflecting snow at the fire. I wondered how many other prisoners had been trapped by the fire… It was just our luck that our room has been on the outside wall, and the window had bolts that had been frozen off which made it easier to kick open.
By Caroline Collignon5 years ago in Futurism
