As the heavy cell door creaked open, the sound reverberated through the dimly lit room, cutting through the suffocating silence. Claire’s senses, dulled by the horrors she had endured, snapped to attention. The approaching footsteps echoed in her ears, drawing nearer with each passing second. A voice, laced with a mixture of frustration and urgency, cursed under its breath, resonating with the tension in the air. Relief washed over Claire as she felt the gentle touch of a warm cloth enveloping her naked and battered body, offering a modicum of comfort amidst the harrowing ordeal.