Chapter 9
by 
perviously
What's next?
Can I go home?
"Sure" she smiles, going to call someone on the phone. "Just put your hands behind your back where we can reach them through the bars"
You do so, and a soon another woman comes down the stairs. "Yeah, this one wants to leave. I was going to take them out"
They come over to the cell, each grabbing one of your hands as the newcomer unlocks the cell door. "You sure you want to leave?"