The stench of rot and decay was practically unbearable. Alana’s back was sore from the cot. It was hard as rock and made out of hay and mouse droppings. The cell she was in was small and contaminated. Staring at the ceiling that was dripping with sewer water, Alana thought back to how she even managed to get here…..
How did Alana get to where she is? Finish the story your own way.