(( this takes place inside of four!

three sat against the cold cell bars. after slamming the cell door shut, they looked down at their paw, now kind of cold and weird-feeling from the rusty metal bar, who knows how old they are. three looked back up at the wall, then around the cell. the familiar ball that three always played with was now deflated and dirty, the vibrant color gone. nothing else was really inside the cell except for the pathetic excuse of a ball. it was depressing.