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Story 1st Part:

Natanii curled up in her cold cell.
The guard who came by to inspect the prisoner said only few words “You’re next.”
And just like that, her fate was sealed. She was hungry and tired, and she drifted in and out of sleep. It was fitful, with nightmares flooding her mind, mixing of that with reality. And for what? She was indeed guilty, but she had her reasons and she stood by them, accepting her bleak fate. She did everything right. But her body desperately wanted to live. Was that fear?
Indeed it was.
She remembered others who were imprisoned along with her. One by one they disappeared.
She was next.
This was definitely the morning she wasn’t looking forward to. But what a girl could do?
She tossed and turned on the stony floor, her feet locked in a chain. As if the bars of the cell weren’t enough. She definitely didn’t have the strength to break one or another, nor that did she intend to.
“Jone and Jode,” she whispered being half-asleep. “Please guide my soul to peace.”