CHAPTER 57

JESSICA’S POV

In as much as I wanted to be out of there, I needed to be cautious. I didn’t have the slightest inkling to where I was, or how many people were out there watching guard. I paused for a minute, listening for the sound of any footsteps or the loud whispers of the deep baritone voice of men discussing but only a silent echo returned back. Then I took the sharpest curve right, down a winding corridors with wet floor and a faint flickering bulb. The corridor smelled of damp walls, mold and sweat, anchoring to my nose like a bad odour as I scurried my way out. My heart pounded in my chest as I prayed silently to find a door or anything that will lead me out of this hell hole.

I walked briskly but smoothly until I saw what looked like a corrugated gate left slightly ajar and I let out a sigh of relief as I slowly approached the gate with my heart stuffed in my mouth, my breath shallow and the cold wind blowing against the dirty silk top that still clung to my skin. I slipped pa