She snorted. "On our side? Look around. People like you and me? We have no one. All I see is a bunch of people who at best don't care. The others? Want to use or mold us. We're as much prisoners here as" she started to say something but cut herself off and corrected "as if there were bars on the walls. This may be larger than a cell, but it is still a trap. We're still stuck. And I highly doubt anyone is coming to save us," she added, bitterly.

It had all been for nothing. If this was just going to happen anyway, she should have stayed evil. She lost everything. Even the one thing she had been given when she changed sides - hope. Even that had been stolen in this horrible place.

And she knew it was no less than she deserved, but if being good meant suffering this to atone, she'd rather go back to being evil. So what if her actual heart had run away from her. It wasn't like she had them here either.