<COMMENT>Teh Twist book</COMMENT>
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<P><B><JC>CHAPTER FIVE: Vicious Cycle
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<P>Jaime Reyes sat on the single stiff cot planted in the cell he'd been thrown in. He couldn't do anything in that room. The walls were bare concrete, a single drainage grate, too small for anything to fit through, was on the floor. One window, through which he could only see another cell, the one that Jock and Alex Jacobson were both in. The thick metallic door was completely impenetrable, and the one small mirror on the wall he had already reluctantly smashed to use as a means of looking through the window, around the corner.
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<P>They had been deserted for hours. Every time he inched up to the window and held the shattered piece of glass in front of him, all he'd see would be an unoccupied desk and a single swivel chair that never had anyone in it.
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<P>Reyes still clenched the mirror shard in his right hand. His left shook uncontrollably. His clothes were dampening with sweat. He knew it was a bad idea to begin with. He knew they'd get caught.
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<P>Jock stared at him from the other cell.
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<P>He looked down at the grate on the floor. Something dark had stained and dried around it. Old blood.
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<P>Jaime sucked in a breath and stood up. He started pacing around the cell. Cement. Concrete. Metal. He was claustrophobic. He leaned up against one wall, breathing heavily. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack if he didn't do something.
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<P>Something tapped on the window. He turned his head.