100wc week 19 Georgia

Carly sat under the flickering light with her back to the cold damp wall.  Her eyes moving around the room. The endless black darkness surrounding the pale circle of light made her uneasy. She ran her fingers over her thick brown hair, that needed to be washed. the faint aroma of scrambled eggs wafted under her nose, the low growl of a empty stomach bouncing off the walls. Carly, getting anxious, twisted the last fringe hanging from the edge of her vest, and started to count seconds. A chain moved. Carly pressed her eyes together praying to survive the night.

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