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"Sure Buffy. The bruises will fade in time. Do they still hurt?" "Not really. They are swollen and kind of throb though." "That should go away soon. How is Trish? "I don’t know. She is still asleep." I got up to look at her. No-one had bothered to put a blanket on her and she was shivering in the morning chill but was not yet awake. I knew the ordeal yesterday must have completely exhausted her. Her body looked awful although she was no longer bleeding.
A short time later Zeb banged on the bars with a nightstick and yelled. "Breakfast. After that it is exercise time. Come and get it." He pushed trays under the doors with cups of coffee and bowls of mush. That woke Trish but she didn’t get up. she just weakly raised her head and moaned, "Oh no. It isn’t a nightmare."