7
PIPER
I was thirsty and stiff, my body aching from the floor. Sunlight came through the slit in the door and I must have slept, but I had no idea how long. I was clearly in an ice house, although it was not in use. I remembered the few steps I'd taken before being shoved into the room and it was still fairly cool in the space, even with the sun up. This knowledge did me no good, for as I tried the door, it held fast. That there was a lock on an ice house only meant others had been kept prisoner there before.
Time passed and I searched for a weapon, but there was nothing. No loose boards, no rocks, nothing. I sat and waited, thirsty and only my thoughts for company.
I must have dozed off, for the rattling of the lock made me stir. I pushed myself up to standing as the door opened, the
