Chapter 2: The Prison

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"I realised that he had told me that I should put my life at risk.... without even explaining to me where I am or what is going on!"

As he ran his hands through his hair and collapsed onto his knees trying to keep calm, he heard a strange voice coming from the vent of the cell next door.

"Is someone there?... I thought I heard someone.... If there really is someone please answer me..."

The voice was very scratchy and hoarse but most of all he could tell it was desperate. Although he was petrified to hear a voice to which he could not identify, he took a long breath and took courage.

"Yes..."

His voice trembled slightly but he tried to cover it as much as possible.

"Finally someone... It's been years since I last talked to someone, and to think I thought I was dying here alone. The only people I meet here are the guards, but they never speak to me. When did you arrive? I was probably asleep when they brought you here and I didn't hear them. Why did they put you in the cell next to mine? Usually only the worst criminals are put here..."

"..."

Being frightened of having one of the 'worst criminals' from a place unknown to him as a neighbour, he lacked words, and at the knowledge that at that moment his life was at risk as told by the 'Mission' he didn't feel like staying even a second longer in that room.

"I see... You're not of many words eh... I understand... Don't worry about it... I simply got caught up in the euphoria of being able to talk to someone after so long.... I'll leave you alone now... Thank you for answering me at least once. Hearing a voice that is not the voice of my head made me happy."

Trying to ignore the person's voice he began to study his cell, a small room in which there was only a small wooden bed, a small torch on the wall and a wooden door closing the room, nothing more nothing less.

'How can I get out of here?... There is nothing...'

He began to check the walls and the bed, but nothing, there was nothing that could be used to get out the only way out was the door.

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