The Quintillion Superstar System

74. The 2 Wicked Nurses

Chapter Seventy Four

Vincent lay still on the cold, hard cot in his dimly lit cell, feigning sleep. The air was thick with the stench of despair and the weight of his confinement bore down on him. He had become adept at pretending, masking his true feelings from the watchful eyes that lurked in the shadows.

Footsteps echoed in the narrow corridor outside, growing louder with each passing moment. Vincent's heart quickened as the sound drew nearer. He knew that these footsteps heralded a visitor, and he had learned to expect the unexpected in this grim place.

The cell door creaked open, and a beam of feeble light spilled in, casting eerie shadows on the damp, stone walls. Vincent kept his eyes shut, his breathing steady, giving no indication that he was aware of the intrusion. He heard the shuffling of feet, the rustle of clothing, and then a voice, low and gruff.

"He's asleep, all right," the voice said. Vincent recognized it as one of the guards who had tormented him for months.

"Goo