This is a work of fiction. All persons depicted as of legal age and consent.
I shivered in the dark alone listening to my weary breathing. I final nestled into the straw and double the blanket over as many times as I could to decrease the aching cold. The staw, to my surprise, helped it kept me off the cold floor and I was warm enough to pass into an uneasy stress induced sleep.
I awoke somtime later to the sound of the lock on my stall being opened. I don’t know how long it was that I slept, I don’t even know what time or what day it is. I curled I to a ball and cowered looking at the door as it opened. I had hoped this was all a terrible nightmare but as I woke still int he cold dim stall naked my hopes crashed and I was renewed in my terror.
“Morning cunt”
The tall man from the night before said as the heavy door slammed into the concrete wall. The impact was load and shicking causing a small yip to escape me.