Riley

Fluorescent lights blurred my vision as I woke. I groaned and turned, something hard beneath me. A shooting cramp spasmed in my hip and my neck from sleeping on the stone floor. I squinted at the bars on the cell door. Still a hell of a way up to the locking system. At least I could still do calisthenics and get my muscles stronger and attempt the climb again. I wouldn't give up. Even if I had to do two hundred planks, push-ups, sit-ups, and squats to reach the top, I ...