[Shirley gasps at the sound of another voice and the knocking, reflexively flinching back into the corner of her cell. Her eyes dart around, looking for where it's coming from; there's no one in here with her, and there's no one on the other side of the bars.
But if she's in a cell... maybe there's someone else locked up in another one next to her. That has to be it--there was a knocking, too, as if someone were tapping on a shared wall. Shirley swallows, before moving across the cell to be closer to the wall where she heard the voice and the knocking sound.]
Is-- is someone there? [She rests her hand on the wall. Compared to the heat of the rest of the room, it's cool underneath her palm.] Hello?
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But if she's in a cell... maybe there's someone else locked up in another one next to her. That has to be it--there was a knocking, too, as if someone were tapping on a shared wall. Shirley swallows, before moving across the cell to be closer to the wall where she heard the voice and the knocking sound.]
Is-- is someone there? [She rests her hand on the wall. Compared to the heat of the rest of the room, it's cool underneath her palm.] Hello?