The Button

Feb 13th, 2015 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Blake sat alone in the cell. He only had the bar of soap his guards had given him, and a button he’d smuggled under his tongue.

Alone. Alone. It had been 17 days now. He knew it was 17 days, because each morning, he made a mark in the soap with his button. There were 17 marks for 17 days.

For those 17 days, his only contact with the outside world was the metal plate they slid through the door at mealtime.

17 days to contemplate his crime, his smuggled button the only thing keeping his sanity from slipping away.

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