Madison's eyes snapped open as her memories synched with her parallel self. What she learned both excited and terrified her.
There was still about an hour to go before morning assembly and breakfast, but there was no way she was getting back to sleep.
So she lay there, listening to the breathing of her horrible cellmate and the other noises neighboring inmates were making. Further down the cellblock, she could hear several inmates having a quiet conversation.
By the time her pestiferous cellmate finally stirred and got out of bed, Madison was so tense she could barely move.
She knew what her first lines were supposed to be, but when she opened her mouth to speak, the only thing that came out was a strangled gurgling.
Oh shit, oh shit! What do I do? I've already screwed it up! As she quietly panicked in her cell, her parallel self was having a similar meltdown.
"Oh shit, oh shit! What do I do? I've already screwed it up!" she cried in Jack's soul space.
