I’m bathed in the harsh light streaming down from the glowpanel overhead, but it brings me no comfort even as I squint up into it. There’s only one thing that can do that anymore and I’m going to have it soon, very soon. In the mean time, I have to save my strength. Just thinking about the hell I’ve been through unleashes a new wave of fury, gives me new motivation to get free. Nobody kills my second set of parents and gets away with it.