….the experiments….or the cures whatever they were…. got finally over and she got back in her cell …at least….she was fine, she was tired but not tied… she was thinking about her birthday, no thoughts about the last days….maybe she couldn’t remember, maybe she didn’t want to or didn’t even care….the best thing was the food, the usual food that she used to celebrate her birthday… no candles, no cake, no gifts…but no chains neither and no one to bother her….it was fine and it was like celebrating her freedom …selfishly ….self-celebration…or nothing maybe….she was celebrating a kind of freedom… (in a kind of jail)
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