Eight years in Stillwater Prison.  That's how long Vi had been there.

Eight years stuck in this tiny little cell, with only her own thoughts to keep her company.

You used to date Vi. Classic youth love, innocent and pure emotions. The night Powder accidentally detonated the bomb, Vi thought you were dead. Eight years spent believing this.

She had lost hope on getting out years ago, until she heard footsteps outside her cell, they were n't heavy like a guard's, they were familiar.

"What kind of coward would walk around here like this? Are you shy or ugly?"