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But it was food, or at least a semblance of it, and I had no other choice.
“Do you have any human food?” I asked, the words a soft plea.
The guard merely grunted in response, the sound echoing in the bare room before he shut the door with a resounding thud.
Nothing like service with a smile.
I sat back against the cold wall, my fingers picking idly at the food.
My gaze wandered around the room, taking in the stark reality of my situation.
Yet, in the midst of the silence and solitude, a quiet resolve stirred within me.
Yes, I was trapped, relegated to saving a creature I barely knew, in a place that seemed hell-bent on stripping me of my humanity.
But I wasn’t helpless.
I had a task, a responsibility, and a chance — however slim — of getting out of this alive.
I had faced countless nights as a nurse back on Earth, nights filled with despair and hope, life and death.
Now, I just had to do it all over again, but this time, the stakes were higher.
It was my life on the line.
My death; for there was no way I could survive in this place as a Prize for long.
I allowed myself a moment to feel the fear, the uncertainty, the overwhelming odds stacked against me.
Then, I set them aside.
I had a job to do, and giving up wasn’t an option.
With newfound resolve, I turned back to the device, my mind focusing on the task at hand.
I would save Ceara, heal him with all my knowledge and skill, with these medicines and my human determination.
And maybe, just maybe, I would also save myself.
* * *
Ceara was a crumpled mass on the floor, a sad lump of tortured alien shoved haphazardly into the confines of our shared cell.
The guards dumped him like a sack of potatoes, their gruff laughter echoing around the stark room before the heavy door slammed shut.
His body was a map of injuries.
I winced at the sight of him, the image of his bruised and battered body etching itself into my memory.
Every instinct I had screamed at me to help him, to make him comfortable, to heal him.
I sprang to my feet, my heart hammering in my chest as I rushed to his side. “Let me help you,” I murmured, reaching out to assist him.
He shot me a look that could have frozen the sun, a silent command etched into his dark eyes.
“No.”
The word was a growl, a low rumble that echoed in the small room.
