BECKY MORRIS I shivered. The cold, damp air felt as though it had permeated through to my bones. I pulled the thin scratchy blanket that I had found on the bed tighter around me. It didn't do much to help with the cold. The thin mattress was lumpy and uncomfortable, making it almost impossible to fall asleep. I closed my eyes and thought of the people I loved. My parents, Adam, Amber, and Joe. My heart ached as I thought about my mate. He must be so worried. I pictured his face, hoping that I would get to see it again. A noise at the door made me jump. I heard the key in the lock and the door creaking as it opened. I sat with my back flat against the wall, staring into the darkness. There was a clank, and then a tray was pushed along the floor towards me. "Eat. We wouldn't want you starvi