Chapter: 2065

Under the harsh light, her subtle reaction was mistaken by the guard as fear, so he leaned in and asked, “611! Did you kill Delmor?"

Shelia slowly opened her eyes, looking at the guards behind the table.

"No, it was not me." She'd lost track of how many times she'd said that. She only remembered crouching down, then the equipment room door swinging open. A guard, smelling blood, had thought Delmor had killed a prisoner again. Instead, he had found 425 on the floor and Shelia nearby her.

And just like that, Shelia had ended up in their hands.

Blindfolded and tossed into a room with padded walls, the intense light messed with her sense of time.