“These look like scratch marks,” Alice observed.

“Yeah, Buckley uses a whip,” Shane said scowling as she remembered the torture.

“There’s no evidence of whipping,” Helena said.

“Hey, didn’t she say she was gonna have her daughter do it?” Dana recalled, remembering when Buckley had promised that in her last torture session when she punched out a guard for jokingly challenging her to a tennis match.

“But I assumed her daughter would use a whip,” Shane said.

“Guess she didn’t have the guts,” Alice said.

“She’s a good person,” Bette whispered.

“She is?” Dana said in surprise.

“Buckley forced her to do it,” Bette defended, “so we pretended that she was torturing me and she scratched me to leave some sort of evidence.”

“Well, I guess Buckley’s a tyrant in every situation in her life,” Shane commented.

“Poor girl,” Helena said.

“All clean,” Dana said handing Bette a fresh shirt. Bette sat up groggily as she slipped off her ripped shirt. Everyone but Helena left the cabana as Bette put on the new shirt.

“Here,” Helena said handing Bette a sponge, “there’s a sink, I can smell it on you.”

Bette looked at her in surprise and Helena gave a knowing smile. “Don’t tell…” Bette started.

“Of course not! That would get you killed,” Helena said, “besides the girls noticed too, they just decided to keep it to themselves. Just be very careful, Bette. One mistake can mean your life.”

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“What the fuck do you mean, the British are in?” Buckley screeched angrily pushing the messenger harshly.

“S-sorry ma’am,” the messenger said, “I just heard of it this morning, the British have joined the resistance and they shutting down all the concentration camps.”

“Don’t call it that!” Buckley snapped, “it’s called a correction institution!”

“Headmistress Buckley,” another guard said, “I suggest we find a new location. We’ve been here for months, they’re bound to find us.”

“And where do you suggest we go, Paul?” Buckley spat.

“I suggest we head up north and start disposing of the rebels,” Paul said.

“Hmm,” Buckley said walking over to the window, “then we would kill a lot of people.”

“You have a problem with killing?” Paul said in surprise.

“No, I just think no one should be killed unless they deserve it,” Buckley said, “I say that’s the new punishment. If they deserve a punishment, then their punishment should be death.”