Ophira sat silently within her cell, sitting on the edge of her bed, her thoughts wandering to things unspeakable. There was a knock at her door and her light brown eyes flickered up from the ground to the door. She didn't speak out and the door unlocked and opened, a butch looking female coming into her room, tossing a small suitcase at her, it landing by her feet with a thud. She looked down at it in silence, her expression unamused.
The woman nodded to the suitcase, "Pack up your shit. You're being transferred." The woman looked at her with a serious expression, and left the room, locking it again. Ophira stood from the bed, still silent and withdrawn, and she slowly packed the small amount of things up into the suitcase. She looked at the small watch on her wrist, the time reading 1200 hours. She wondered what part of the country she was going to be transferred to, but shrugged it off. Once her things were packed, she knocked against the door with the suitcase. The woman opened the door and grabbed Ophira by the arm, tugging her along through the prison, some of the males whistling at her. Her eyes were cold as she stared ahead, being taken outside and onto a landing pad where a helicopter was waiting, propellers whirring loudly, causing her hair to whip around her orange jumpsuit.
She was suddenly shoved forward, another arm grabbing her, and roughly tugging her into the helicopter. They took the suitcase from her, putting it by her feet as her wrists were cuffed behind her back. She growled slightly, spitting at one of the guards. Suddenly her vision went dark as she was blindfolded. She struggled for only a few moments and then sat silently, unable to hear anything other than the loud noise above her.