Chato could still feel the pain course through him as the memories flooded back. It was painful. It felt as if it were reality, but it was just a dream that would always be a fantasy. He came out of the trance he looked around, seeing he was in a cell that was not much different than anybody else's. Hearing the scream echo off of the walls, he sat down on the cot in the cell, his eyes darted to the ground as he felt tears prickling at his eyes. This wasn't the plan he had in mind. "Be strong, homes." he mumbled to himself as he wiped the tears away.
