Ariel sat at the corner of the storeroom that was once her room, her arms wrapped around her knees.

Her thoughts blank. Her mind-numb.

Everything around her felt lifeless.

The only thing her parents said after her minutes of crying was that she could still stay in the storeroom since she had nowhere else to go and it wouldn't be advisable to have people see her.

Now it's night.

First night out of prison.

But nothing seems to have changed.

The night was still cold and ...