The freeze crept from the corners of the underground cell the dirt frozen solid people would belive it was cement.
The teenage boy cowered in a corner with frozen blood adorning his broken nails in his attempt to dig attempting to free himself.
Boys POV
"I can't feel my finders anymore and I can't move them mom....mom" I looked over to my mom she was quiet not moving from her spot. The last time I heard her talk was almost a week ago and since then she has not ate any food and I'm worried for her health.
I was going to move over to her and see if she was ok but I stopped moving when I heard thudding feet walk down the walk way of the prison cells before stopping outside of our shared cell.
"I see you are doing well traitors"
*Explains*
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A long Journey (dying light 2 OC Fanfic)
FanfictionMaking it to villedor seems impossible especially when you have to escape ground zero with little time to plan so dawson has her work cut out for her.
