I walked into the hallway hoping there was no dead end. It was almost too dark to see what was in front of me. I felt something holding my arm. I whipped around to see "him" he was smiling with his face splattered with red. His eyes were bloodshot and generally relieved that he found me. "We are the same..." He said holding up a cloth and held it over my face. I felt drowsy but I had enough energy to grabbed his shirt and I tried to strangle him. My grip loosened and I fell to the ground looking up at the smiling face petting my head. I woke up in the same room. Same bed. Same place. Same prison. Same walls.