Violet's POV

The doors of the prison we were in opened and the girl stopped talking at once. She bent her head and started picking at something imaginary on the floor.

The rest of them did the same thing, they pretended like they were either engaged in something imaginary or talking to each other in sign language.

What the hell was going on?

The guard dropped a large basin of food in the middle of the prison, but no one went over to it.

Steam came out from the top.

It was deathly ...