Monica POV
I have no idea how long I've been strung up on the wall but every part of my body is uncomfortable and cold. And being directly against the silver of the cell is making me feel even more weak. I'm having a hard time getting rid of the wolfsbane they pumped into me, again. What's worse is I have to pee, I have to pee so bad if someone doesn't come in here and let me down soon, I think I might pee on myself. The thought is humiliating, but it would serve them right to have to talk to me while I reek of urine. In the end, my humiliation wins out and I continue to hold it. I feel like I've been here for days and I'm not sure if I want someone to come in here, so I can see another person, or if I want to just be alone in my isolation. Not long after though, that thought doesn't matt
