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Reilly leads otten so used to the crae at first, ale, but it feels like I’ down the middle of a motorway

Four soldiers trail us, rifles at the ready They’resons of bitches I think they’d love an excuse to let rip I keeplike a lao, not long afterwith Dr Cerveris and Josh He was stunned when I asked if I could stay in the cell a while longer After what I’d seen on the TV, I needed some time by myself I felt dirty and twisted, not fit to mix with anybody else, even zo onon what I’d seen, the way I’d feasted It shouldn’t have come as a shock - I knohat I ained what I thought was the worst, lots of ti could have prepared e

I could have tried to wipe the hts, turned my back on it and pretended I’d never seen themy teacher Mr Burke once said "There are lots of black-hearted, mean-spirited bastards in the world It’s important that we hold theht be the most black-hearted and mean-spirited of the lot, so hold yourself theTyler to the zoe, that I’d spend the rest ofto make up for what I’d done But I can’t do that if I don’t accept the truth about myself I’m a vicious, cannibalistic killer I’ve done plenty to be ashamed of, and I owe it to et the, I caht I wasn’t comfortable hat I’d done, and I hope I never will be But I found a place within myself to house the horror, soet in the way of everything else Once I’d done that, I figured I was ready to face the world again So when Reilly offered a second ti

We wind through a series of corridors They all look the sahts, lots of s and sealed doors I peer through soli

By the control panels set in the walls next to the doors, I can tell that they’re operated by scanners, one at waist height for fingerprints, the other higher up for retinas Some of them require a security code too

Reilly finally stops at a door, opens it with a quick scan of his fingers and an eye, then gestures fora load of leather-clad, teenage zombies, but it’s only a shower room, several vacant cubicles, towels and clothes laid on a bench across froives?" I ask suspiciously

"You’ve been in isolation for three weeks," Reilly says "You haven’t changed your clothes I thought you ht want to freshen up before youI s," I warn hihs "Zo" He nods at the ceiling "Caured out already"

"Yeah But I thought they’d leave the bloody showers alone"

Reilly shrugs and closes the door I gaze around, trying to spot the cameras, but they’re masterfully concealed "Sod it," Ia one-boobed zombie in the buff, h I have to turn it up to the s don’t work as well as they used to I have to crank the heat up close to boiling before I feel warm

I scrub carefully around the hole in reen moss and try to wash it away, but it must be rooted deeply If I pull hard, strands coht injure myself - I don’t kno deeply the er hole in my chest if I persist - so I stop I rinse down the rest of h I used to hate that, since it washeart, it’s the least of e sha that I can’t Scowling, I tilt my head back and do my best to keep the suds away fro out, I towel ht layer on ht wrist where I was scratched shortly before Tyler clawed out

Giving up on the moss around my chest, I slip into the new clothes Once I’riht they’d be, but I’m surprised I didn’t notice the odor before Reilly should have told me

I rap on the door and it opens immediately "Any deodorant?" I ask

Reilly cocks his head "Are you being funny?"

"No"