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>Somewhere in the WWA HQ basement.
3 Days, 3 Days in isolation. Surrounded by 3 walls that became the landscape of isolation, with the only light coming from a flickering lightbulb at the other side of the bars. This wasn´t the first time Raquel had visited the inside of a cell. But it was the first time the experience had been like this one. The conditions of this jail were akin to a prolonged solitary confinement.
At the start of this detention, she was (as usual) angry. But after these nights, a different sensation, boredom, did start to kick in. Raquel grabbed the bars of the cell and tried to figure out if there was something to look for in the hallway of the prison. Nothing she could see...but there was something she could hear. There was some heavy breathing, akin to the one of a large beast, coming out of the left. It seems that besides her cell, there was another, and inside, there was another inmate.
She didn´t hesitate and asked:
>Oh, I assumed I was all alone here.
>So, tell me...what did you do to be here?
>I know you did nothing. I´m innocent too.
>Pero pero pero, they didn´t even tell me why they arrested me.
>Did they tell you anything?
>Oh mierda, where are my manners?
>My name is Raquel Durango.
>And yours?
