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Episode 32

We know who you are, Zipporah Williams. The whole pack does.

Like the wordings to a bad, catchy commercial those words were sown into Zipporah’s brain. After clearing her plate she tried to rest the ache in her head, and failed. She sat up with nothing and no one as company except the endless wheel that was her thoughts.

Every inch of the room has been reviewed with her eyes. She was sure she’d know the number of bricks around the fireplace or the exact image of the shapes embroidered in the carpet if asked in a quiz. It was a disaster to be stuck in a room with no device or sign of life. She felt a countdown of insanity going off in her head and the sad thing was Ivy had just left less than an hour ago.

Her meal had kept her entertained long enough, all her senses had been focused on the food she didn’t notice the silence that filled up the big room. Now that she had nothing to do except ignore the ache on her side and ankle, she could do nothing but listen to everything around her
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