Chapter 185: Pan and Pandora
Early in the morning, Sophia held that pair of Red High Heels, using the pointed toe to scratch another mark into the wall. The scratches were dense and orderly, grouped in sevens. Today was the 54th day.
She had been locked in this small cell for almost two months.
It had been three days since Pan returned. Aside from his rushed visit that first night, he hadn't come down again. Was the guy dead?
The small cell was dead silent, filled only with the sounds she made.
The Little Ghost Rat had died long ago. A small Opportunistic Species couldn't last this long.
Her brain slaves had reverted to zero. Two-Programmer Special Grade at 56%, sixth-speed tier. That hateful sixth-speed tier.
Sophia knew that the more time passed, the slimmer her chances of seeing the light of day became. Gasboyne truly hadn't found her.
Gasboyne... the name was gradually becoming distant.
Even in her dreams, she was starting to lose her old life. She no longer dreamed of the bustling night views from Weicheng Mountain, nor the beautiful shores of the Eden Lake District. She only dreamed of this small cell and its four ruined walls.