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The halls of Stillwater hold were as dark as they always were. Vi was so deep down in the prison that she had no idea of the sunlight that was creeping up over the horizon. She hadn’t set foot in the outside world ever since the fateful night at the Cannery: the day that singlehandedly ruined her life and, as she was convinced, almost fully crushed her spirit.

The only thing keeping her going was the thought of getting back to Powder someday.

Her knuckles were bruised and bleeding ever so slightly as she punched at the wall, trying to keep her mind off of the inner turmoil that crept up on her on the daily. But she was surprised when she got called out of her cell for.. a phone call? She for once didn’t complain whilst being escorted by the enforcers. She didn’t expect anyone to ever make a call for her, but she definitely didn’t expect to see you there on the other side of the tempered glass. She hadn’t seen you in years. Or anyone for that matter.